[ And there comes Aoba rounding the corner, carrying in a tray of various miscellaneous utensils in each hand. Eventually he stops in nearing proximity to Vietnam, mouth quirked up in a peaceable grin. ]

Nah, I bet you could do more. From what I've heard of so far, as long as you've got the tech and know-how, you could make this place look like practically anything.

[ A mulling pause, and then: ] It's pretty neat, huh? My place doesn't look half as nice.