He should be careful with that, she doesn't have her sunglasses on! (Bad jokes are the best jokes.) Still, the excitement is cute. She easily grows fond of cute things. Poor boy has no idea what he's in for. With her, or with the meal. Maybe she'll be nice and not order anything too weird.

"Let's assume it's been a while." Her eyes narrow slightly at his shuddering, because rude, but she's got a smile--for the waiter, when she turns to him. "A cup of bone broth for him while he decides, and an akhaccino for me, please." There's a little teasing from the waiter about her going so easy on this one, which gets a smirk aimed at his departing back.

Jalan's still getting to make some decisions, so he shouldn't complain. The menu is varied and extensive, so his problem is less likely to be finding something that sounds good and more that he has to narrow it down to what he can conceivably eat in this sitting. He can take his time, Verity looks content to people-watch while she waits. Her eyes dart through the crowd at regular intervals, expecting something but never surprised it isn't there.