Nozomi rolls her eyes through a grin, not bothering to mention that she isn't faring much better on that front herself. Cake is indeed the better thing to focus on, here.

They head inside and take a seat -- thankfully, it's not too crowded this evening. The waitress approaches before long and hands them a pair of menus, and Nozomi leafs through hers more out of habit than anything, not even reading the words. She knows this place well enough by now that she doesn't need to.

"So what'll it be today, Nicocchi?"