[Kisame turns to take a look at his visitor--those buns look familiar..... didn't one of the students of that Green Moron wear her hair like that?-- and manages to resist rolling his eyes at the look of shock, and her efforts to peer at his work. She looks like a grown woman, even if a move like that is something he'd expect a nosy, hungry kid to be doing..... He smirks a little instead, holding up a ball of dough between thumb and forefinger for her inspection.]
At the moment, I'm rolling out some dango. I'm thinking mitarashi sauce to go with it, probably.....