Well— I searched for one pretty soon after arriving, honestly... There was a teashop kinda like this in the last place I lived, but— this place is better.

[ He pauses to load up a small plate for Zunyan first, serving the dragon before either of them, but also loads up a small plate he slides over toward Nobunaga. Polite. ]

We come here at least once a week. And I got here, um—

[ His eyes search upward, chopsticks poised midair in thought, his first bite hovering before he even goes for it. Zun notices that Zuko's not going for it right away, and even though there's still food on its plate, it darts upwards to try and steal a bite... prompting Zuko to draw his hand back without even looking, as if by muscle memory. This must be another norm for them. Truth be told, the dragon isn't that greedy that it steals from Zuko mid-bite, but in fact only pretends to, not to aggravate him though that is sometimes funny and often easy, but to prompt him to eat right, Zuko who gets so caught up in processing life that he often neglects his basic needs unthinkingly. The dragon pulls this kind of sneaky care over the boy more than Zuko will ever know. More than anyone will ever know, cuz Zunyan doesn't talk, and even if it could, it wouldn't reveal the method to its madness. But it's not so goofy as it looks.

But it does like to eat, so as soon as it's certain Zuko's hopping to, it does turn back to its own plate, perched in Zuko's lap with its neck outstretched to eat from the table, a little more polite than standing on it, maybe... ]

Four months ago?

[ He takes a bite after completing his thought. He's been here longer than his post made it out to be, really... ]