At his question the girl answered a bit reluctant. Jun started to eat his own cake piece. Of course any normal person would feel awkward if a stranger they ended up sharing a table with would start asking question.

'' I come occasionally here, but usually I just take out.'' He said, mostly to stay polite. Eating bite after bite of his cake, now he wasnt really taking his time, to enjoy the taste. Which was just great in any sense possible. He looked over at his table mate, and deiced not to question her anymore. No reason to make her even more uncomfortable. He was done thought half of his cake piece, licking his spoon. For some reason his eyes wandered again to the grandma and the teen. Silently watching them as he nibbled on the spoon liking the taste of the strawberry syrup that got stuck to it.