Karry doesn't understand how western utensils work. How is he supposed to grab the pasta if he only has one fork? He thinks about asking for another, but seeing Jackson eating perfectly stops him. He tries to lift it, but the noodles keep slipping away. Karry drops his head to the corner of the plate and drags the pasta to his mouth, slurping happily. 'No one will notice anyway' he thinks, unaware of the dozen fans recording him from the distance.