"Sushi?" Jules looks up with a little surprise, hands busy scratching behind Huan's ears, rumpling his fur as she lavishes attention on him. "I've never had it. What is it, actually?"

These two are both so glamorous, by comparison to Jules. She feels somewhat out of place, and so continues to stay crouching and scratching at Huan, as if she can make herself ignore all the things about this that making her uncomfortable. "Yes, Huan. Have you had sushi? Do you know what it is, hmm?"