Wukong hums happily as he slurps up the bowl of noodles you had given him, noodle broth dripping down his chin, as well as a few strands of said noodles sticking on his clothes and face. His tail peacefully swayed behind him, his cheeks tinted pink with delight.

"Hmm! Thanks for the noodles, pal! I haven't tasted anything this great in years!".