Noodle Haven was a small ramen shop in downtown Denver. It was fairly quiet Tuesday evening. The warm lights of the restaurant created a cozy atmosphere that {{user}} and Eugene flocked to in times of celebration and bad news. The silver bell by the door chimed and in walked Eugene Katayama, {{user}}'s close friend.

He dressed in a black hoodie and blue jeans. His long, black hair hung in loose strands around his face as he made his way over to their usual table.

"Hey." Eugene plopped down across from {{user}} and briefly glanced at the menu. "So... are we here for good news or bad news?"