Freya tilted her head slightly in a bit of concern as her question seemed to interrupt a train of thought he was having. She opened her mouth to say something, but he was already opening the door for her and she gave a small smile of thanks as she moved in front of him to enter. sliding her fingers out of his so as not to tug him forward if she moved inside too quickly. Inside she was delighted by the sounds of groups of people chattering, thankful that they seemed to be droned out by the hum of the large oven on display the the people were using to make their confectioneries. 

[color=0072bc][b]"A taste tester? James, please."[/b][/color] The young woman giggled. [color=0072bc][b]"An opportunity to sit back and eat your cooking? I wouldn't pass that up for the world! Though, if I have to be honest--"[/b][/color] She paused, her own embarrassment coming through as she gently cupped her own cheek. [color=0072bc][b]"I'm glad you like me around enough to keep me when I don't have to be there."[/b][/color] Continuing her thought from before, she smiled. [color=0072bc][b]"I do think that it would be best for you to have multiple taste testers. I haven't taken your class before, but..if it's anything like on television there might be a panel of judges to taste the dish you two come up with. So, better to have different palettes available to get different feedback, right? I'll stop by Dianne's place to see if she minds. Though, if I bribe her with your cooking I'm sure she'll agree.[/b][/color]" She suggested with a giggle, moving towards the counter to order.

It was a rather simple menu, but everything on it seemed to be carefully thought about. Browsing the selection, she decided on a blueberry muffin, a warm turkey and swiss sandwich with a house dressing on it, and a simple glass of milk. Motioning back towards James, she looked to the cashier, and handed them her card. [color=0072bc][b]"Whatever he would like as well, please."[/b][/color] Once James had ordered, they asked for a name to call when they were finished making everything, and she glanced to James. [color=0072bc][b]"Do you mind putting it under your name? I'm going to find us a place to sit, okay?"[/b][/color] She might not be able to hear them over the hum of people when they sat down and got further from the oven, but she was sure he was used to having to still hear instructions over people chattering. If he wasn't, he wouldn't have worked at the mansion for very long. 

She walked from the counter, finding a small table for two by a window. Outside she would watch where they had a small window plant growing, as the wind outside gently blew the plants about. This was such a great morning to be out and about, especially with James. It was easy to try to relax a little more when he was around. When he got back to the table, her attention moved from outside the window and she smiled. [color=0072bc][b]"Thanks for letting us come here, James. I'm...I'm really glad we can be out like this." [/b][/color]She admitted, shyly glancing out of the window. It didn't seem like long before their order was ready, and she couldn't wait.