Without actually looking at whatever Food Soul came out, Fan immediately placed one hand on his chest and thrust the other upwards, palm facing the sky. "Welcome, esteemed Food Soul and new companion! I apologize terribly for disturbing your day with this abrupt summon, however I am glad you have come to my call! My name is Fan! Impertinent as it may be, I am a Master Attendant and request your aid and comradeship!” Clutching his chest and adjusting his glasses, he bent over as if passion was trying to escape his heart (or something). “For you see... I have a dream! A dream to excel in the culinary arts and spread the true wonders of food! A dream to ascend to the heavens using the power of taste! A dream to open doors of my own and create a world-class restaurant!! Now, what do you say!?!”