Naomi gave the cashier a sympathetic look. The man's argument sounded just like her grandfather's and she decided to say so. "You sounded like my grandfather just then. He says almost the same thing to us when he treats us all for dinner... though I think he fakes his moments of lost in translation just to drive my mother mad in public. He likes to keep her on her toes."
Though she was raised in a Japanese American household that they were, for the most part, very much Americanized. "I have to admit, I find it easier to learn English than anything else, but I suppose I'm a little biased and all." Her own order was handed to her but she didn't dare enjoy her goodies until she paid for her own things. It was just in her nature to wait.