Kubo nods sagely. "There are too many good songs for me to pick just one," he agrees, or, at least, thinks he's agreeing.

He considers her perspective, and frankly, it isn't hard to make him come around to a polite position where he can also eat delicious fried foods.

"I wouldn't want you to feel weird," he says, taking a dumpling, but waiting for her to eat one first before actually stuffing his face.