[Jinx and her Tsukaimon partner are at said noodle stall when the boy shows up and eye him suspiciously. Almost automatically the Tsukaimon starts narrating]

In a big City like Tokyo there's a million stories and a million faces. Sometimes a single person can have more then their share. And sometimes a new face can bring with it new stories.

[The pink haired girl rolls her eyes]

Not up to your usual standards Noir.

So me I'm eating.

[The pudgy winged mon slurps up his noodles trying to hide his shame at being called out]