[h3]Hiroko Muneyama - Takaki's Ramen Shop[/h3]

"Yes, let's!" Hiroko's overly serious demeanour seemed to sharpen as the ramen was layed down for her, her eyes focusing in on the delicious smelling broth as she snapped apart the disposable chopsticks in a single motion.  And then... Asami could be forgiven for thinking the ramen had killed Hiroko's father or something seeing how furiously she attacked it.  Her chopsticks dipped in and out with swift precision, utilizing a technique honed by someone who clearly took ramen-eating [i]very[/i] seriously; in mere moments, and in complete silence save for the slurping of noodles, Hiroko ravenously demolished the topping before setting her chopsticks aside and lifting the bowl to drink the aromatic broth.  And soon, very soon, she placed the bowl back on the table and let out a loud sigh of satisfaction.

"Aaaaah!  There really is no beating Takaki's ramen," she said, staring intensely at Asami as though to dare her to speak differently; although her attention was momentarily caught by a short, loud girl entering and ordering tonkatsu ramen.  Between her and Asami, Hiroko wondered for a moment if hotpants were in style right now...  "I've tried every ramen place in Rokuro, and there's no denying that Takaki's is clearly the best in town."

"Anyway, even if you think you can handle yourself, I'd feel bad if I left you to head back on your own," The look in her eyes made it clear that this was not an offer or a request, but a statement she wasn't going to back down on anytime soon.  "There's a lot of shady people about lately, so I think it would be better if I walked you back to your... Hotel or wherever you're staying right now."