"But, of course, I will," Elodie told him. She might not have if the two teas that he has pointed out hadn't sounded so delicious. In fact, she'd been eying up the jasmine one before he had suggested it. She liked jasmine very much, there was even a hint of it in the scent that she wore.
Nodding decisively, she pointed to the listing on the menu. "Oui. I weell 'ave zees one." She trailed a finger along his jaw playfully. "And a, um, tarte with... 'ow do you say 'fraises' en Anglais?, please?"