Thanks John. You’re a good guy. And I think goons are right, you are 100% a cariacture of Tom Cruise.





Sadly, I don't think you've got what it takes to stay in Zero4 though...

Where's the attempt to sabotage the race? To change the rules on your favor? To blatantly cheat? Where's that competitive edge man?





And with that victory under our belt, we now have a fancy new shiny medal to add to our collection!

Which leaves just one more medal we need, which is most likely in the location we visited earlier, but were unable to complete. Montreal.

The Ice Princess Celine Dion is calling to us.





A nice casual, 38 hour trip along the coast...





And here we are, once again at Le Jarden Botanique!

Now I understand we’re all keen on the last race, but before we take on Celine, it’s worth checking out the Sushi restaurant Part Time Job

Last time we were here, the guy wouldn't hire us, saying we're too inexperienced.





: Welcome!


: Well, I'm Japanese. Can I get a part-time job here?


: What? It's a part-time job.


: Where do you think you are?


: It's a top-class Japanese restaurant called "Katsura."


: You can only work here after 10 years of training.



Surely our ‘one afternoon at a Japanese restaurant in San Francisco where we spend most the time betting on how much a fat man ate’ is enough required experience for this place?

: If you're just a chef, then hurry up!


: Please don't say that and just use it.


: No, no, I'll tell you!



Damn. It looks like it’s just the same rejection text as we got last time…





: Hey Dad, wait a minute..






Woah! It's Charlie! He's appeared magically once again.

Is this guy following us?

And is the Sushi Chef Charlie's father? Or is this another 'old man' = 'Dad' translation error.


: Oh Charlie-san.


: Do you know Charlie?


: He's like my friend.


: I'll save face here and use it. Can you give it to me?


: Well, I guess...


: He's also a top-notch chef.


: After all, in the "Kansai" region of San Francisco. I was working.



Charlie's idea of working seems to be eating all the food in the restaurant. Perhaps there's truth to Hiro's claim that he’s there to put places out of business.

But hey, love that he’s voiching for Hiro as a top chef, considering Hiro's never actually set foot in the kitchen. What a G.


: Oh, at that high-end Japanese restaurant "Kansai"?



Interesting. Another Japanese restaurant name drop. I was curious, so I looked this up. There was a restaurant called Kansai in San Francisco back in the day, but it closed about 20 years ago. Perhaps Charlie eventually succeeds in his job.





You can still read yelp reviews of the place though!


: Okay, I'll have you work. If Charlie asks me, I can't refuse.


Can't refuse because he's your son, or can't refuse because he'll eat you out of business?

Either way, you better do it. Charlie is a special A-rank dangerous person.


: If he worked in Kansai, he must be skilled.


: Thank you, I'll do my best.


: If you want to thank me, tell Charlie.


: Thank you Charlie!



Wow okay. So we're now hired by one of the fanciest sushi restaurants in the country.

Maybe Hiro will learn how to cook, and we’ll get some sort of food making minigame?


: That's good. Why don't we just do the usual thing instead?



… Or we could just get paid to guess how much Charlie eats again.


: That’s the way it should be!


: What number of pieces you ate? If both are correct, you'll get the green piece, but if you're correct, you'll get the blue piece.


: If you don't get it right within 8 tries, you'll have to buy me the sushi. Now, guess!






Now, by now we all know how this works.

This time things have been changed up a bit. Most notably - we have a new type of Sushi! - Egg.

No wonder this is such a famous restaurant.

And it appears Charlie eats four pieces now, instead of three, making our guesses slightly harder:





This time around, it takes about four tries to guess...





: Okay, I got it!


: You got it in four tries, so it's a $1,000 tip. Take it.


: Thank you very much.


: Look away a bit.


: Mum mum, that's good.



I always enjoy that Charlie asks us not to look at him whilst he scarfs down whatever food is in front of him.


: Let's do it again.



Sorry Charlie, love you buddy, but we have a multi award winning Diva to race.


: What the heck? What a boring guy.


: That's enough, I'll do it with someone else.


: I'm very sorry.



I'm not sure whether Hiro's sorry is directed at Charlie or the restaurant owner.

Both kind of deserve one.


: Thank you for your hard work. It's okay. Here's your part-time pay of $200.


: Thank you very much.



Alright, I suspect this is the end of us seeing Charlie, unless we can summon him in a boss-fight to eat the enemies car. We'll see...