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It seems like the man didn't acknowledge his presence even after he cleared his throat.
"Excuse me," Neal squeaked. No response. He started to fidget. Why is the man not answering?
To his relief the man suddenly turned to grab a bowl, and his eyes landed on the fidgeting guy. At the first glance Neal knew he is japanese. He wore a plain green apron. The man stared for a moment before his face lit up with a smile.
"Hi." The man said cheerfully. Neal let out a sigh, at least the man looks harmless. But still, he needs to be cautious. He awkwardly smiled at the man, "Um...Hi, do you have alcohol?"