"I would love to meet your friends," nodded Mulan with a wide smile. Anyone that was friends with Panchito was probably just as nice as the rooster. "They sound like very nice gentlemen." Mulan complimented.
Her food had been out for a while and she was merely pushing it around with her chopstick. She hadn't even realized that she wasn't eating until she looked down and saw that the stack of noodles was still the same size as when the waiter had given it to her. With a small blush, for she hadn't noticed how absorbed she was getting into the conversation with Panchito, she shoved a few noodles down her throat, feeling even more embarrassed that she was being so sloppy about it. 'Oh well,' thought Mulan with a small shrug after she recomposed herself. She felt obliged to be respectful around him however she wasn't always the perfect and most graceful woman. The matchmaker had pointed that out flatly.
"Are you enjoying your food?" Mulan questioned after she took a sip of some soup. Since Panchito had never tried chinese food before or used chopsticks, she was not sure what he thought of the food.
"Oh, si, si." He hadn't been thinking much about the food. But the waiter had recommended to Panchito that he try the Sichuan dishes, and he enjoyed the spicy pepper taste.
Only, he still couldn't manage the chopsticks.
Trying to handle them the way Mulan did, Panchito picked up a clump of noodles, but only got them halfway to his mouth before he lost control. The sticks slipped, flinging the soggy noodles across the room and onto the head of a bald tourist in loud shorts.
A sympathetic smile crossed Mulan's face as she watched her friend attempt to pick up the food with chopsticks. He still seemed slightly clumsy and she couldn't help but chuckle. She didn't mean to laugh, but she respected his courage and determination, especially when the stick slipped out of his grasp and noodles were sent flying across the room and landed on another guest.
At this point Mulan snickered and covered her mouth, knowing she was being disrespectful but she could not help herself. "That was very amusing Panchito," mentioned Mulan as she composed herself. "Excuse my rudeness." She apologized as she watched the victim of the flying noodles.
She had to admit the noodles on the bald tourist's head suited him very well. She didn't admit that out loud though.