'Chanko paradise? This place actually exists? And it has customers?! I didn't see that coming.' These were Hwoarang's thought on seeing the infamous restaurant as he arrived in Hawaii. He knew Ganryu had a business, but judging from the large queue piling into the place, it must have some profit. Still musing over the thought, he pushed his way through the crowd until a waiter stopped him.
'I'm looking for the boss.'
'Sir, I'm afraid you're going to have to wait,' said the waiter in a bored monotone I-need-money voice, 'Please move to the end of the queue.'
'His name is Ganryu. Tell him Blood Talon's here.'
The waiter sighed, and called over another waiter and passed on the message. Hwoarang smiled and stood back. He got a good look at the inside. It had the classic wooden seats, overhanging wildlife, prawn based food and deeply tanned customers that can always be seen in a Hawaiian restaurant. His ogling of a bikini-daisy duke clad girl at a nearby table was interrupted by the waiter.