Kakashi had only been in Uzushio for a little over two weeks and already he'd started to memorize the winding paths the village had to offer. Most importantly, however, he'd managed to commit the locations of the best food vendors to his memory; complete with a mental list of places he had yet to try.

He was on his way to sample one of them now, book in hand as he wandered slowly in the direction of his chosen haunt for that evening. Kushina had him running around through midday and when faced with the choice of either feeding himself or staying on top of his duties, he'd apparently completely forgotten that his body needed food.

It was only when he turned onto the street where the barbecue grill in question lay nestled that he chanced a glance upwards at his surroundings. Everything was as expected, save for the glint of a foreign headband amidst a shock of red hair. Those clues coupled with the rather lost, tourist-y look on the girls face cemented Kakashi's theory that this might be the girl he'd been room-hunting for all day.

He headed over with a pleasant look. "How are you settling in?" he greeted without so much as an introduction. "It can be a little daunting at first, but you get used to it. Uzushio is surprisingly similar to Konoha."