Tray in hand, Trucy had started to make her way towards the picnic tables when she realized Kurt wasn't following. She turned to see Mr. Eldoon eyeing him with disapproval as he reached beneath the counter and shoved a packet of plasticware in his direction.

Seeing the dilemma, Trucy moved in for damage control. "Don't worry, Mr. Eldoon. I'll teach him how to use the chopsticks!"

"Hm." It came out as a grunt. After holding Kurt's gaze for longer than was probably comfortable for the teen, he finally relented and turned to Trucy. "See that you do." And then added, "Say hi to your dad for me. And tell that cheapskate he still owes me for the bowl his assistant stole!"

"I will! C'mon, Kurt."

The man's gruff complaints faded into the background as they walked away. "How'm I supposed to sell bowls of ramen without any bowls..."