Huh. Did Caderyn's eyes just look off for a second? He's pretty sure the mood shifted just then. Did the guy have something against French fries? Or maybe the guy knew someone who choked and died on a French fry. And he proceeds to imagine the guy in front of him going on a French fry vengeance spree. No bag left uncut, no spud left unspoilt.
...Okay, that's probably much too dramatic. ...But still possible. He'll put that thought away, though. There's clearly no potato genocide going on at the moment.
"Well, I don't think my family plans on visiting any time soon." Traveling to Japan was expensive enough for him. He can't imagine his family would drop all of their plans to get plane tickets and drop by on a whim. "And the only thing I've got to manage other than myself are my plants right now. So, I guess this'll be perfect."
He picks up the one Caderyn indicated off the shelf, tucking it under his free arm. And, come to think of it, Caderyn's cart makes him think he should grab one of his own. If he's going to be browsing sales, after all. Might as well take all the room he can get. Though, maybe not quite as big as Caderyn's cart.
"Uhm... thanks for your help. I had no idea about toaster ovens." And since he's still adjusting to Japan, he wonders what the proper protocol for here is. He'll just introduce himself anyway. No harm, no foul, right? The worst is that he gets corrected (hopefully), and not laughed at (more likely).
"My name's Daryl. I'm new to the area. So I'm settling in."
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...Okay, that's probably much too dramatic. ...But still possible. He'll put that thought away, though. There's clearly no potato genocide going on at the moment.
"Well, I don't think my family plans on visiting any time soon." Traveling to Japan was expensive enough for him. He can't imagine his family would drop all of their plans to get plane tickets and drop by on a whim. "And the only thing I've got to manage other than myself are my plants right now. So, I guess this'll be perfect."
He picks up the one Caderyn indicated off the shelf, tucking it under his free arm. And, come to think of it, Caderyn's cart makes him think he should grab one of his own. If he's going to be browsing sales, after all. Might as well take all the room he can get. Though, maybe not quite as big as Caderyn's cart.
"Uhm... thanks for your help. I had no idea about toaster ovens." And since he's still adjusting to Japan, he wonders what the proper protocol for here is. He'll just introduce himself anyway. No harm, no foul, right? The worst is that he gets corrected (hopefully), and not laughed at (more likely).
"My name's Daryl. I'm new to the area. So I'm settling in."