Oh, cute and a nice dress? She blinked at him briefly, not really knowing what to say as she felt her face heat up. And as her face heated up, she dropped her head so that her hair fell in front of her face to hide it. "Well, thank you. You looked quite spiffy yourself." Spiffy didn't translate well, so that was English. And her words were quiet, meant for Kim only.

"Ghost peppers as a baby?" With that, she rolled her eyes. "Amateurs." But to the cook, she gave him a steady gaze. "Yes, that's exactly what we want. If I didn't want it, I wouldn't have said so. How much and when will it be ready?"

Once she had her answer and could pay, they were seated together in a booth. "Guarantee my father's cooking would put this hot pot to shame. He makes the best chili in the US."