Irihama Mia

As you walked through the narrow neighbor streets within Osaka Prefecture, a great smell conquered your senses. Upon turning a corner you found a small but very noticeable food truck. It was unexpected to find one, and you were unsure if it was even legal, nevertheless, your curiosity made you approach it. "Yep yep yep!" You see a young woman, heavily invested on the contents on the big griddle before her; her cheerful and happy attitude radiated an overwhelming positiveness. "Great! A costumer!" She said to herself as she tried to remove her gloves with too much effort, almost making herself fall to the floor. "I-I am sorry! May I take your order please?" She brings out a notepad and a pinkish pen, eager to listen your order. "I...- I mean... WE have a good menu! I can offer you Steak Tacos, or Trompo Tacos! I can also add some toppings such as onions and coriander! It all depends on your mood and hunger kind customer...!" She seemed kind-hearted, but too... clumsy.