A beaming smile, both hands clasped in front of her. She shakes her head, looking at the flowers.
"I've never been here before," she says brightly, "and these are the first flowers I've seen in this city!"
A twitch of amusement in his expression.
"Pretty sure I can find you a soda if you'd prefer," he says, and it's not mocking or patronizing. He just wants to be accommodating.