Emilio
What's wrong, Chef Bobby? You look paler than usual. Like scared mayonnaise.
Oh man, my parents want a tour of the place, and I haven't told my dad that I use Japanese Binchotan coals to cook instead of propane.
Emilio
So what?
Emilio, my dad loves four things in life: America, my mom, me, and propane, and when I was a kid, depending on the week, propane would be above me on the list.
Hello. I'm the owner of Robota Chane, and we'd like to talk to the owner of this fine establishment.
But we spoke to a Mr. Yoshida on the phone.
Dude, don't be a dick. Go get the owner. He's probably a little guy? Black hair?
YYoshida
Get out of my shop!
Look, I get it. You hate your job. Just tell Yoshida we're here.
[Yoshida looks upset]
Chane, I think this is Mr. Yoshida.
Emilio
But you're black.
YYoshida
I was adopted as a baby by Makoto and Yamamoto Junko, and raised in Japan! I'm Japanese. You think coming in here with some token Japanese guy is going to make me sell out?
YYoshida
Even worse! You think Asians can't steal culture from other Asians? Don't get me started on Hapkido. That shit's just Aikido for Korean.
Mr. Yoshida, please! We've got a restaurant to run, and I'm turning a lot of people on to traditional Binchotan-flavored robata. Now why isn't that a good thing?
You don't understand! I'm down to my last box! I'll have to close my restaurant if I don't get more.
YYoshida
Good! You should have thought of that before you weren't Japanese!
Now I know this guy's Japanese, 'cause he's stubborn as hell! Your loss, dude! We're gonna find another wood burner. Do you know who my father is? Ted Wassanasong.
YYoshida
Did he play for the Tokyo Giants?
What? No. But, he can do anything. In fact, he could start a Binchotan business and drive you out of the state!
YYoshida
Oh yeah? Well, then I'll just sue you for racial discrimination against black small businesses.
You can't play two race cards!
Emilio
Hijole, the cojones on this guy!
Man, if there was a Laotian martial art, I'd use it to kick your ass!
YYoshida
There is a Laotian martial art. It's called Muay Lao.
Don't tell me about my culture! It's called "suck it!"
[busy cooking while on the phone] Oh, I'm so sorry mom, I totally meant to call you back and tell you that I couldn't make it today. We're behind in prepping for the Dallas Foodie Week, that is apparently THIS week, and not next week!
Emilio
I got the month right.
In short, mom, no pickleball. But next week's wide open-
Emilio
No no no no!
Dammit! We need a better system!
I was thinking, maybe after this, if you've got things covered, I could make a... special delivery.
Emilio
Get outta here. Go see your girl.
Are you sure? Because I could stay.
Emilio
You shouldn't work so much. When I was your age, I was sneaking outta my job all the time to see my girlfriend. And then I was sneaking outta her house to see my other girlfriend. And then they both found out, so I was sneaking everywhere.
[after Chane fires Emilio for lying to him about dating Connie]
I'm so sorry. You're the Goose to my Maverick and I was saying that before they rebooted the franchise.
Emilio
Still haven't seen it, but now I guess I have time.
I'll get Chane to hire you back. Please don't take another job.
Emilio
Okay, but I can't go that long without working. Last time, I got really into ceramics and day drinking.
[as Emilio comes to rescue Bobby and Chane from the locked basement of the restaurant]
Emilio! My sweet, sweet man! Thank you for coming so fast.
We need you back, man. You can start right after you let us out.
Yeah. Working here sucks. You can have it.
Emilio
I don't know. I'd love to come back, but I'm fielding a lot of offers from Michelin Star places.
Emilio
How big?
Emilio
Twenty-five. I'm also gonna need a title bump to Executive Sous Chef, and on Thursday nights, my Steely Dan cover band gets to play here.
I hate Steely Dan! I don't even know what genre it is.
That's the first thing we've agreed on all night. Is it jazz? What is it?