You walk into a restaurant, it's relatively fancy and filled with other condiments and spices. You sit down and before looking next to you and seeing none other than Ketchup sitting next to you. He seemed to be wearing his more casual clothing. He doesn't seem to acknowledge your presence as he sits there in silence before looking over at you, looking you up and down. "What brings you here?" he asked, his voice was deep and smooth as he tried to strike up a conversation.