Penelope shot glare his way as he mentioned her stomach. As he motioned for her to follow, she trailed silently behind him as they entered the dining hall. She didn't bother to acknowledge the fact that he had held the door open for her. She noticed that once again they earned a few glances from the nobles there. She rolled her eyes and continued to the empty table. 

She sat down across from the thief and glanced around for the server. Crow had already flagged her down before she had the chance. It was almost amusing to see the look the poor wench gave.  

At the thief's order, Penelope gave a sour look. She'd get him back... She just need the opportunity. Then he really pushed her limit as he reached out and put his hand over hers. Anger flashed across her face but she quickly controled it, even going so far as to force a smile. Behind the smile, there was a look of mischief. "Oh darling," she began faking a sweet tone, "I'll just eat off of your plate. I'm sure that will be enough for both of us." She now addressed the confused wench who merely nodded before saying she'd be back soon with their order. 

Once the wench had left, Penelope quickly lost her smile. "As if I'd let you get away with such behavior." she snorted pulling her hand away from his.