"Hello YingJue." The German champion greeted. She had a close look for the Chinese champion before shrugging it off. "Sorry, you look like someone I know. I was explaining to Hedy that I met him yesterday about the same place and same time." She went back to the story of her ex. "No, my ex can't hurt a fly. He is a nice person and through some ridiculous chance turns out my fiance is his cousin. It just made things awkward and I'm just worried about how he thinks of me now."
Kartal looked at the buzzer, yet to sound the music. "That is awkward." He agreed. "I won't ask about the time you dated him if that's kind of awkward for now. Your skills in avoiding him are pretty remarkable to note." He remembered how each tournament gives opportunities to makes friends. His nostalgia was cut short when the buzzer began to play, indicating his meal is ready. He briefly went to claim it while the girls of the table continued talking.
The young woman continued the story. "There's nothing bad about him: a magnetic leader as you've seen yesterday and leaves nobody behind. I've known him since uni in Brussels."
Kartal returned with his pasta. "Speaking of fanbases do you gils check how much fans you have?" He asked them. "It's a bit narcissistic but I think there's a ranking on popularity on the official website. He got out his mobile to check the popularity ranking of the fighters, showing today's and yesterday's position.