Fortunately for Haizea, the Wizard has magic. A moment after the soup has soaked into Haizea's clothing, it's floating back out of it and into the air. It slowly pulls itself back together in a floating sphere in the air, leaving Haizea unstained and unsoaked by her recent meal.

But she's holding the bowl, so there's nowhere for the soup to go back to so it uh... just sorta hangs out. Hey friend, how's it soupin?

Off to the side, the Wizard is handing the ramen bar owner the money and the check and slowly moving to stand up from her seat. She tipped close to 40% for this little trip.