It was our first evening in San Francisco.
Sunny: This is Chinatown.
Hana: Look at the stores and the buildings.
I can hear them speak Chinese.
Bada: Oh no. I can't speak Chinese.
Tom: Don't worry, Bada.
They speak English too.
Bada: Whew!
Tom: Let's go in.
Waiter: Good evening, ladies and gentleman.
Sunny: A table for five, please.
Waiter: Smoking or non-smoking?
Sunny: Non-smoking, please.
Waiter: Right this way, please.
Hana: Ni-hao-ma.
Waiter: Ho.
Tom: I didn't know you spoke Chinese!
Hana: Just the greeting. That's all.
Waiter: Here is the menu.
Let me know when you are ready.
Mom: Thank you.
I love Chinese food.
One day, I would like to visit China!