[Chibita had been wary, but at the assertion that it must be good, he can’t help but swell a bit with pride, the praise softening his edges.]

It is real good! It’s gotta bunch’s different ingredients in there—I got konjac, fish cake, meatballs, daikon, rice cakes, egg; whatever suits ya! [he rests his hands on his hips now] You got a preference?