"As if we ain't in public right now, buddy!" he says, moving to the server's side of the table and clapping a heavy hand on Katsuya's shoulder to make their social ties abundantly clear to onlookers.

"Lucky for you, I just got outta the hospitality industry!" Majima tugs the apron over his head and fumbles with the ties in back. It looks ridiculous cinched over his bare chest and boxy jacket.

In no time, he's plating up eggs, pouring coffee, and borderline intimidating people into taking seconds and thirds. Whenever there's a lull, he pesters any wallflowers not actively socializing. "See the sign?! Get out there! Meet! Greet!"

At some point, he glances back over at Katsuya. "Ya shoulda served alcohol. Nothin' like booze to help people get their mingle on."