Ah... sencha, eh? I suppose I shouldn't have expected any truly unique preferences... [He quickly pinpoints it on the menu - in fact, he even raises the menu and points to it, smug in such an easy victory, and then he turns to catch the attention whoever's waiting.] One cup of sencha - let's try to be quick about it. [And then he turns back to face her, motioning to an empty chair at the table.] Please, have a seat.