Japanese in disguise.

Etooooo, seiro to tsumetai soba wa onagii desu ka?

Hai, onagii. Ehhhhhh! Nihonjin desho? Nihongo jozuu ne!

Ehhh, hambun Nihon jin desu -sheepish grin- ... Jozu jah nakutte...... chigaimasu, suki desu.

So desu. -smiles-

Sansai soba o hitotsu, seiro o hitotsu. Dezato wa, kurimu anmitsu aiisu kurimu arimasu yo?

Hai, arimasu.

Jah, kurimu anmitsu o hitotsu, matcha chiizukeki o hitotsu, anmitsu o hitotsu.
Onomimono wa, ..... ..... tsumetai ocha arimasu ka? Hmmmm, itadakemasu... Kohii o futatsu.
Ijo desu.

-repeats orders-

Toray iremasu ka?

Hai, onegai shimasu. Dozo.
Sumimasen, spuun moraemasu ka? Osoreirimasu! Arigatoo gozaimasu.

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At times like this, I feel that all the hardwork (Japanese studies) has paid off well. Fancy lying to a Japanese that I'm half Japanese. Like hello? Jamie wake up! You haven't married KJWpilot yet! But oh well, she insisted that I was full Jap, so nevermind lor. Should have told her my husband is a handsome Japanese pilot. HAHAHA. Anyway, why are there Japanese waitresses in Singapore?! Why!