You enter the restaurant and, without even looking at the menu, begin ordering at the counter. The cashier, who you imagine is the owner's daughter, is baffled by your perfect Cantonese pronunciation. She responds in English with the price and tells you it will be 12-15 minutes.

Fifteen minutes later, you are sitting at a table holding chopsticks and staring down three steamer baskets of dumplings. The street outside is clogged with ambulances, police, and screaming mourners, but that just means you have the restaurant all to yourself. The owner's daughter replaces your teapot with a fresh pot of oolong.

GAME OVER

DUMPLING ENDING (2/?)

Final score 160/150

[–] AlolanYoda@mander.xyz 4 points 7 months ago

This is an amazing string of comments. I look forward to crossing paths again