"Good." Charlie was addressing the pasta comment. He nodded to the waiter who told them to sit where they wanted, and he chose an outside table, pulling her chair out for her as she got closer. He would only push her in if she didn't react badly to it. He didn't want to spook her more than she already seemed to be.

"I don't know of many that would like to be left anywhere. Something that is meant to be used, created for a purpose, needs to be used for its built purpose, or repurposed." He smiled slightly, nodding at what he said as if he liked how it sounded. He settled in a seat across from her. The way they sat, he'd made sure she could still see the street and things going on, but he was set to take care of any situation should it arise.

"How does it..speak to you?" He was curious. Not pushy, but curious. He thanked the waiter as he brought over the menus. "Order whatever you like."