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Lunus could easily understood why Frank could not have a tattoo. His mother was a follower of the temple gods, which made him think of his tattoos fondly. She always threw a fit when she saw his tattoos or remembered that he worked in a tattoo parlor. The elf listened attentively to Elvis and his brothers, learning more about the man than he usually did by watching him perform music. So he was an investor. Lunus pitied his secretary, "So you aren't a corporate guy. Just an investor?" He asked with a playful smirk. "Let's hope you don't work your secretary too hard."

Clearly Elvis had an interesting family. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched for any of his brothers in case they decided him punching one out was not enough of a reason to avoid him at the moment.

Ooc: Soo sorry for the late reply. This week was very long..

Elvis chuckled, "Depends on the place I'm ordering from. I'm more of a pita sandwich eater than anything else." He really felt sorry for the poor woman who had to handle his duties for him. He doubted Elvis even bothered to try to help her from the looks his brothers had towards the male though he had to admire at how he tried to change the subject. Deciding to humor the poor man, Lunus sighed. Talking about his family was not his idea of fun.

"Depends. My father is a very strict teacher and likes to talk about dedication and working hard. I wouldn't be part of the dojo if I was not part of the family, apparently all the sons are to train in the sword style of the northern winds. And the dojo is a hour's walk from the city, so not very close for some. "You can ask and see if he'll let you join. Though I feel for you, Frank. My mother's a temple god follower as well. She throws a fit every time she sees my tattoos. I think my first few was intially thought of to annoy her and my father."

Their wives sounded just like his mother, who could be a true beast if he did not cover his tattoos, which he rarely did. At most she ignored him and preferred dealing with his brothers. "She's not always nice." The words were whispered under his breath, but he turned his mind to the brothers in front of him. Watching the men scatter and nodding to their wives, who all seemed rather pretty. He glanced at Elvis, "Actually my family's customs are to train for three hours solid again. I doubt I can gain weight from pita sandwiches with that hectic of a training schedule. I usually do my training after I finish work at the parlor." Even if he was exhausted, he could not miss training.

He let Elvis lean again, not minding having his crush close. "Yes, they can be. May I never wed."

Lunus held back a blush and listened to Elvis while responding to some of his idle chatter till the sky started to darken and he could see some of the stars. His stomach then growled as it reminded him that he did need to eat. He'd already spoke with the parlor the evening before after he finished sparring with his father to let them know that he might be too sore to work. He glanced at Lunus, leaning against him and smiled. "Well, Mr. Investor, do you have any family dinners to attend? If you don't, I know a good korean restuarant that's open late.It'd be a shame to eat alone."

He figured he'd see a friend after dinner to spend a few days away from home. It was best to avoid training till he was less sore. And it would make his family mad, but he was mad at them anyway. Might as well try to enjoy some time with others.

Lunus chuckled at his words and marveled at how happy the young woman looked eating such nice food. Lunus never had fancy food. The places he ate at away from his family home was cheap and offered simple food. A lot of the places were nontraditonal as well. He led the way, nodding to others as they passed. A few he knew and others he did not. The city always had more people during the pilgrimage than any other time. But the hole in the wall place he had in mind was one that only locals went to.

It took him about ten minutes to lead the way to it, passing the shopping district and going into the warehouse district. He looked for a small sign with a rabbit on it. The rabbit was an odd pinkish color. Once he spotted the sign, he turned left into the alleyway, nodding to several workmen, who seemed to be relaxing after a long day. One even greeted him, allow Lunus to introduce Elvis to them. "Elvis, meet two of the parlor's favorite customers, the twins, Nick and Olaf. They work down at the docks. Nick's the one on the left with the bird on the back of his hand and Olaf is one with the scar through his eye.

Nick was a tall man who seemed more orc than elf even if he was mixed with both. Olaf was a little shorter than his brother, but was a former soldier. Their father was an orc that was in the army and their elven mother was a cook. Both were friendly and nodded to Elvis. "Its odd to see Lunus with anyone, but its nice to meet you, Elvis. Maybe you're the one who makes him blush so much." Lunus fought back a blush, heading into a door across from them. "They sell food in here, Elvis." He grabbed a seat at the bar and nodded to a thin man behind it, "I'll be starting with steamed buns."

The thin man behind the bar nodded at his words and prepared buns by hand, even folding by hand. A few minutes of steaming and the chef sat a plate of a mixture of veggie and beef buns in front of Elvis. "Pleas enjoy." The man's voice was lightly accented. Lunus did blush at the tease and smiled at him before eating one of his buns. He loved all the hole in the wall type of places. Not too crowded, but the food was good. "Could be," he answered before ordering some ribs with kimichi, "White rice please. What do you want, Elvis? They have ribs and even pork stickers. I recommand some of their soups."

The chef started to make his order, putting ribs on a hot grill, cooking them with a practiced hand.