Asran chuckled more seeing Ayrie took his words with humor. Which was somewhat of a relief. Asran kept eating, and soon the fried fish came. It’s flesh was still sizzling, and popping. The sauce was around it like it was swimming along the surface. With the tofu skins positioned like tiny flowers around it. Asran finished the lates plate of food, and started picking at the flesh with his chopsticks. 
“This fish is so flaky trying to scoop it onto your plate is just gonna ruin it,” he warned. Then kept eating at his side of the fish. 
The pudding was the last thing to come. On the bottom it was white, and at the top it was red. “Ah strawberry cream pudding, nice.”