There’s a good chance I’ll be going out for lunch tomorrow and we’ll be going for ramen. My lunch companion is well aware of my dicey past history with ramen. He’s joking that I shouldn’t worry because the washrooms in that place are pretty nice.
You maybe wondering why would I even agree to go to a ramen place for a weekday lunch. That is indeed an excellent question. Based on the third person in our party, the ramen place might be the most convenience place to meet. This is a terrible idea. I hope it goes well.