The main reason Bonnie nor Reeve hadn't really reacted to the owner/chef of this place was.. Well, they were used to it. In their world, this was normal. Well, for Bonnie at least! Reeve had only been there a handful of times.
"Here!" Bonnie put the last four pieces of her first Roll on to two plates, two for each of them. She turned to the chef, and bowed slightly, then spoke a language that seemed to be a mix of Ork and Japanese, the chef understood and bowed back.
Then, as Espejo spoke about the tattoos, they both looked over at him, then to each other, followed by looking at him when he mentioned not having any tattoos. He was... Covered in them.
"You mean, the glowing types of tattoos, right?" Reeve asked before he began to roll a bit of his undisclosed chuncky noodles into his spoon full. Taking a set of chop sticks he calmely placed one of the rolls on top the of spoonful. Reeve then proceeded to do the same as his frizzy haired friend, and devoured it all. Bonnie simply held back her laugh before she grabbed another piece.
"As for me, no. I know I was joking about it earlier, but I can't get tattoos. No skin." Bonnie held out arm, rotating it back and forth. "But, I can make one appear." Suddenly the light on her arm formed into a classic Chinese dragon, that sprouted out trees. After a moment she returned to her normal colors.