Yuya lets out a light chuckle. Not that any of the boys here are buying into the story alongside some pancakes. He scans the table for a menu and for anything abruptly different about his surroundings.

"Do you come to eat here often? What would you say is good, if not the best?"

He notes that absolutely no one in his head has any comment toward such a minor topic. His newest dragon perks up anyway, apparently excited at the idea of trying other kinds of pancakes if there's way more than what David offered from his plate.