[Saori took a seat across from the younger woman, significantly younger by her estimation, and folded her hands in her lap.]

As was I when I arrived. It's comforting, in a way, to have places like this. A proper style, instead of the Western one. Though, most of the population here are Westerners. [Or more outlandish sorts, she muses as a waiter comes up. Saori orders a simple green tea for herself, and after takes Makie's order, she looks down at the shamisen]

Are you a musician, then? Or is shamisen a hobby?