As it turned out, my brain wasn't functioning like normal so it had totally slipped my mind that we needed Yodi to dine with us incognito. So unlike the previous night when we had dinner, earlier, during lunch, we became a spectacle. We needed Yodi to pretend she was a stuffed toy. We almost couldn't carry it off. I believe we had left a little bit of doubt and disbelief amongst the crew working in that restaurant.
Attachment 279617 As Yodi was musing over this plate of cold appetizer made up of marinated bean curd (I think) and few pieces of enoki mushrooms, my companion was starting to get nervous with the stares she's been noticing coming our way. That is when it hit me that we had forgotten Yodi's much needed borrowed superhero powers. Finally, I did note the gentleman circling our booth staring down at Yodi until he caught sight of me watching him obsessing over our tabletop dining guest. He's one of the store managers. He put a grin on his face of huge disbelief. I should have tested my innate super powers by chanting, "They can't see her. They can't see her. They can't see her." But too late, they saw her. This includes the dumpling masters working behind a transparent glass/plastic display window. Don't they have any work to do like making more dumplings for tomorrow?
It's rude to watch people eat--so what if we have a dog eating not just OFF the table but while sitting/standing on TOP of it too.
