Jin was standing outside the building thinking about how successful his plan was to hook up his friend. Now, Ryo would be eating pasta and enjoying Maki's cute company. Heh, it was a miracle he didnt go himself. He was just thinking of the pasta and the soup that would be good just about now, when he felt something damp hit his head.
Something damp, warm, and smelled like soup. WHat the hell? He looked up and indeed food was raining from the sky. Was he that hungry?