".... So now you'll match in name and looks!" When he wanted to, Vash was pretty good at his own outward denial - and so he choose not to notice the way Cloud trailed off. It was just better.
Eh, what to get? Well... He wasn't quite sure about half of the things on the menu, so he'd just go with the old fashioned spaghetti. The waiter didn't look phased, but the italian food sounded a bit strange compared to the obviously asian others. "- Yes!" Ah, distraction. Good. "Poker~" Laying out the cards, and piling the chips (they weren't betting, but it was fine to use them, right?), the Stampede gave a broad grin. "Know anything about it~?"