Dinner comes at almost disco decibels in Robson Street's newest, hottest bistro, a Japanese bôite called Hapa, where chefs call out orders, servers shout acknowledgements, and the maitre d' and owner keeps up a running volley to staff about the (often sizable) wait at the door. Guests, meanwhile, call out toasts or call out to friends or just grunt and chomp and mutter about the utter scrumptiousness of the food which, at this most modern Japanese "eat-drink place" (the literal meaning of Izakaya), features inventive nontraditional dishes such as bacon-wrapped asparagus or negitori (spicy tuna roll) and fresh tuna belly chopped with spring onions served with munch-size bits of garlic bread. For non-raw fish eaters, there are inventive appetizers and meat dishes and a scrumptious Korean hot pot. The wine list is short and not especially special, but in compensation, the martini and sake lists are both sophisticated and lengthy. The crowd is about a third expat Japanese, a third Chinese (both local and expat), and a third well-informed Gwailos (Westerners). The service is fast and obliging, and the price per dish at this most entertaining of eating spots is extraordinarily reasonable.