Cari here! I'm sorry guys! ;A; I assumed that people would use google translate, since that's what I used to make the russian parts in russian and not english. Wahhh forgive me! ;A; Here is the translated conversation.
The scent of the fresh ootoro made Izaya's stomach grumble, and it took all of his will power to not eat a piece at that moment. Instead, he focused on something else, like the way Simon had to get some help with the register.
"Izaya."
Izaya blinked and looked at Simon, who was staring at him with concentrated eyes.
"Yes, Simon? You feel the need to talk privately?" he asked, tilting his head a bit.
Simon's eyes flitted toward the front doors for a second, before resting on Izaya again. "I'm sure you've noticed Shizuo has not been around lately."
"It's hard not to notice that brute missing from this city," the informant scoffed with a snide grin. Simon narrowed his eyes.
"Would you happen to know where he is?"
"What makes you think I would have any idea?"
"It's your job."
Izaya laughed and waved his hands, "Ahh, as much as that is true, I have no idea. I don't waste my time tracking down monsters like him. I'm not a ghost buster~" He wiggled his fingers to emphasize his point.
Simon leaned forward to hand Izaya back his debit card, holding it firmly so the smaller man couldn't pull it out of his grasp. "That's a white lie, and you know it."
"Perhaps. But my job is full of lies and twisted truths.." Izaya murmured darkly, eyes slitting slightly with intimidation. Simon didn't seem to be affected.
"Be sure he eats well."
Izaya chuckled, "I can't force him to do anything, Simon." He tugged the card, hinting for Simon to let go. The man did, and Izaya slipped it securely into his pocket. He slipped the box under his arm and turned to walk off, waving his hand.
"Chao~" he called as he slipped out of the restaurant and into the streets.