The blare of what could be described as music—but not to your species—fills the small neon-lit emporium. An aroma of oils, frying foods, and tantalizing, odd spices you can't quite place drifts through the air, pulling you toward the electronic counter to the side. Yet, the center of attention to those who already placed their orders is a multiarmed cook, whose purplish tentacle-like limbs swirl in the air as they simultaneously chop, season, fry, and serve the delectable treasures on offer.
