Before the lady, the waiter placed down a glass dish of Sauerbraten, the beef pickled and savory and layered in heaps of flavored rice and fixings one couldn't guess. The maitre de accompanied him, personally placing a bottle of their finest Nuln Lager. Neil himself had a variety plate of bratwurst with potato skins and minced onions. Hot, soft bread rolls were placed between them in a basket, ladled in hot butter. Neil's mouth watered nearly as much as when Emmaline wore the justicar suit. He saw her wiggle in excitement, muttering 'scrumptious' just before she began to dig in. 

"This looks wonderful. That'll be all gentlemen," Neil waved, dismissing the staff who had come to survey the well-tipping lord and lady they knew so very little about. 

The Lord Von Hresvelg hooked a bratwurt link and a few more items on his fork, waiting until Emmaline was too engaged and the onlookers distracted so he could shovel it all in his mouth for an explosion of flavor. It was everything he could have expected and more, but the braut was too hot and he opened his maw, letting the air cool it while he covered his mouth with one hand. Once he acclimated to the heat, he buttoned up quick and cooled himself off with some of the lager. These kinds of drinks were never served in Marienburg. If the Empire could brew a drink, it was a lager. 

"You got your eye on anything in here?" Neil asked his date, resting his chin on his hand as he watched her down a frothy gulp of the drink. A few droplets landed on the top of her chest. Thank Sigmar for lowcut tops and Emmaline Von Morganstern. Not in that order, but he got distracted easily. 

"There's a few too many guards..." She reasoned with a quirked eyebrow, though he could see the yearning in his blue eyes. 

"We won't grab anything in here. But whoever you want to steal from, we'll follow them out once they leave." He said, and he reminded himself to finish his meal. He wasn't planning on take-out. Which was a shame. "As long as they leave after dessert, though. I heard this place has incredible Schwarzwälder cake and I'm trying some before we leave. That or I'm coming back and stealing some, and you wouldn't want me hanged over some cake would you?"