"Oh, don't assume it's me," Orsino shot back teasingly. "I come in here often enough, she's used to seeing me. Seems to me you've been the one to get her all hot and bothered."
The mention of dessert, however, did bring to mind just how hungry he was now. This was what you got when you slept in til after noon, he supposed. A growly stomach and nothing to do for it but wait.
"They have very good blueberry pie here," he added, almost as an after thought. "You should save room."