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Luke's, Tuesday

Mitsutada actually got to control the specials board today, and he thought long and hard about it.

He eventually settled on something straightforward.

Today's Specials
We Will Feed You Spiders If You Really Want To Eat Them
We Can't Feed You To Spiders, Though
That's Not Our Thing
But If It's Yours
We're Not Here To Judge

That really got away from him.

Luke's was open! ~~And OCD-Free~~

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"What about feeding spiders?" Miguel asked, dropping onto a stool with a grin. "Are they still trying to feed people spiders? Has anybody actually taken them up on it?"

"You could always be the first," Mitsutada said. "It's a delicacy in some cultures, and they do say bugs are the food of the future."

"Not my future. Besides, that'd be cannibalism." He wasn't the one on the island into that.

"How about a burger or something? What do you feel like cooking?"

"How do you feel about lutefisk sandwiches?" Mitsutada joked.

"How do you feel about all your spices at home being replaced with coffee grounds?" Miguel asked.

"About as good as I feel about actually making a lutefisk sandwich, if I'm honest," Mitsutada said. "I could make some quick yakitori, or perhaps you'd like some tacos or a burger?"

"Yakitori sounds good," Miguel said. "I can make the others myself."

"You could probably do Yakitori yourself, too," Mitsutada said with a smirk. "Unless you're useless with a grill."

He gave Miguel a wink.

"I'll be back with your meal shortly," he said, stepping into the kitchen. Ten minutes later, he returned with some perfectly grilled and seasoned chicken skewers on a bed of rice, which he set in front of Miguel.

"Probably, but I was being nice." Miguel grinned back. "And it does look nice."

He took a bite and chewed thoughtfully. He swallowed and pointed his fork at Mitsutada. "We should get a grill at the house."

"Next thing you know we'll be having one of those big American cookouts," Mitsutada joked.

"Why not?" Miguel asked. "I've never really been to one. It could be fun."

Okay, seriously, it was the sign that got her to wander in.

"I'm frightened to ask about the spider thing," she announced.

She was not. She'd come in specifically to ask.

"We can serve you deep fried spiders," Mitsutada offered by way of... half explanation. "It's... crunchy? That's really all I can say. I've avoided trying it, myself. I like more vegetables in my meals."

Yes, that was the reason. Not even vegetables. Sure.

Well... that was a reason, definitely. Not that Ino believed it.

"Okay, but, spiders tend to be tiny," she pointed out. "And if you... deep fry them... does that even leave enough spider to eat? Do you put batter on them first?"

Things she'd never thought about before!

"They're tarantulas," Mitsutada said. "So bigger spiders. Not like the ones you get in your house or barn. And they're definitely battered. We can offer a beer batter like you'd get on an American onion ring, or we also have a Japanese tempura style batter. You're mainly getting the flavor from the batter."

She made a face at him.

"I don't really want to eat them," Ino admitted. "Not unless my other option is to starve."

"We have lots of other food options," Mitsutada said. "But the spider thing has... kept coming up for some reason. Name it and we can probably make it. And I can guarantee there won't be surprise spiders in your food."

"If there are, I'll beat you up," she said, with a smile to show she was teasing.

Well. Sort of.

"Anything you'd recommend? That's not spiderific?"

"We're a diner, so we do the American classics very well," Mitsutada said. "And I like to add a bit of Japanese cuisine to the mainstays, at least when I am working. Onigiri, dango, ramen, tonkatsu, and udon, but that last one takes a little more prep time than a diner usually likes."

"I haven't had udon in ages," Ino said thoughtfully. "And I ain't on a schedule."

Except, vaguely, go see Zack and bring him food.

"How 'bout some kitsune udon, then? Two orders, but skip the meat for one of them, and I'll get it to go."

"Two udon, one vegetarian, both to go" Mitsutada repeated. "I'm happy to make it, the recipe is derived from one of Masamune Date's own that he would make for guests. Though I've modernized it."

He smiled. "I am Mitsutada Shokudaikiri," he introduced. "I hope you will be pleased with my cooking."

Ino smiled.

"I'm sure I will," she said easily, in Japanese. Or Wutaian. Or whatever his world called it. "Do you prefer Shokudaikiri-san? I'm Iris, though that ain't the name I were born with."

"Oh!" Mitsutada said, a little surprised, though pleasantly so. "Mitsutada is fine," he added in Japanese. "I don't think the Shokudaikiri is much of an impressive name."

He sent the slip with the order back to the kitchen so they could get it started.

Miguel leaned over to her. "They think they're being funny. How've you been?"

"They're not funny at all," Ino complained, then laughed. "I've been staying out of trouble!"

No, no she hadn't been. But he'd find that out in a few days.

"Why don't I believe that?" Miguel asked.

Yeah, he didn't know the half of it yet.

And it was going to be great!

"Because you've met me," Ino said airily. "Though I have been keeping my head down. Maybe if I do it good enough, Jono'll forget he's supposed to ruin my life with teaching this semester."

"Uh-oh. Why's that?" Miguel asked.

"Because I saddled him with brooding for dummies this semester," she said, shrugging a little and not sounding worried about it. "I mean, it turned out he weren't much less of a dummy than his class, but I thought I was funny."

"Brooding for dummies?" Miguel laughed. "Why?"

"Because Jono is basically the tragic poster child for brooding," Ino explained, leaning against the counter. "I mean, he ain't nearly so bad as he used to be back in highschool, and he's still inclined to brood like mad."

She shook her head.

"I ain't sayin' he ain't got some good reasons over the years for the brooding he does and did--because that ain't it at all. But I figured, if anyone could teach it, it'd be him and it were meant to be a gentle poke at him."

Ino loved Jono fiercely. She never had any intentions of deliberately hurting him.

"And now you're expecting a gentle poke back?" Miguel asked.

"He's sworn revenge," Ino said cheerfully. "And he knows me well enough to make me suffer if he wants to."

"Uh-oh." Miguel laughed.

Yeah, he'd be helping with that revenge.

"Maybe you should send him flowers or something?"

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