He lead her to the chair he designated as hers and pulled it out for her. "I know I didn't have to. But I wanted to." He was earning major points here, he could tell. She was practically eating out of the palm of his hand. It would definitely make it easier to... talk to her, even if he was pretty sure she was going to cry. Or yell. Or storm out.
"Dig in!" He ran around the table to the other side, and sat down as well.