"Holy...woah...." Tao started briefly, just as taken aback by the teen as Tadokoro was him. He too thought he'd seen a ghost for a moment and it wasn't a good shock! When he realized it was just some PTSD he laughed it off nervously, cleared his throat and tapped a finger on the glass near the register, black-painted nail glistening in the shop light.

"A~nd, how much for one of everything?" Because he told himself no goddamn limits and damned if he wasn't going to sample the whole of Japan if he could.

"Sorry, my Japanese isn't all that good," he chuckled, though his Japanese was, in fact, quite flawless, at least for a foreigner. "The menu...do you suggest anything?" Tao asked, smiling a fox-smile and clasping his hands almost demurely in front of himself.

"I've never had Japanese pastries or rolls. No breakfast today so I'm very hungry. I bet you know the best thing to eat, hm?" the mod grinned, arching a fine black brow.