[ A second's pause as he really takes in both worldliness and shoujin as it relates to them. It's a long second, because as much as their conversations tend to go on wild tangents, this is beyond even their norm (if you can use norm in any shape of the word). And then he laughs of course, though he tries to muffle it into his good hand. Usually he doesn't bother with this kind of gesture, but this laughter is of a different sort, without any malice, exasperation, of gaiety and nothing else.

Right, moving on. ]

I'd take gyuudon at this point, with grated daikon and extra green onion. [ Thoughts for the future; best to aim low as he's not even going to dream about locating sansai no nimono or shoujin ryouri any time soon. That and he might laugh again.

Luckily he can easily settle into a shade of his typical deadpan with his next reply. ]

It still doesn't count. And yeah I did, before the goose flew itself into a windmill.