“I don’t know.” He replied, still sounding rather frustrated. The meerkat hadn’t spent much time looking at his menu. In fact, he had almost been looking past it. But, even if Timon had taken the time to truly look at it, it was not as though he could read what it said. He had always known what he liked best here, anyway. And, when their server arrived, he would tell them the same as he always had; regardless what he had told Riku, he already knew what he was getting.

Still hidden behind his menu, Timon spoke up again, this time sounding more like himself again. “No blue chicken this time, hu? Must have learned your lesson… I tried to warn you but you wouldn't listen.”