"I can imagine that the yakisoba isn't nearly as good in the US as it is at home," she notes, and starts to move to clean a space and start heating one of the pots to start the rice, intending to wash it in the time that the pot warms, though she pauses when he wraps his arms around her.

"I'm looking forward to having something to take to work with me later then," she quips. A look over her shoulder is accompanied by a small smile, and she butts her head up against his before returning to the task at hand. "So show me how to put it all together."