Cassandra couldn't honestly imagine a time where she would expect such extravagant treatment. Perhaps with time she'd become more accustomed to it but she couldn't imagine not appreciating every moment of it. And if she wanted to be completely honest... made her feel like an absolute princess. At least what she imagined what it would be like to be a princess... minus future ruling of a country and/or arranged marriages. Cassandra traced her finger down the menu finding the French phrases that had so easily rolled off of his tongue. "Hmm..." she tapped the menu as she read the English translations. "Cotelette De Porc..." Cassandra said, doing her very best to not butcher the words. "S'il vous plaƮt" She added with a grin. The only other bit of French that she knew.
"She's in your house. I don't know if you've met her, if not... you should." Cassandra said with a nod of her head. She was clearly a big Sam supporter and she would be lying if she didn't want Max to like her friends and vice versa. That did seem important but somehow she didn't think that it would be all too difficult a thing to ask. Though she really did want him to meet Micah and Jasper, those two had meant the most to her over her time at Halcyon, but meeting them was difficult all things considered. Then there was Ada. the list kept getting longer and longer.
Cassandra reached her fingers for the glass of champange that had been placed before her and sipped at the drink again. It happily bubbled in her stomach with each and every sip. Setting the flute back down she looked over at Max. "I might insist on a trip back to that waterfall soon, if that's the offer. And I'll remember the anytime part." She added with a quirk of her lips. Though in reality she might insist he help out on a trip to the library... she did miss the place and didn't like that she felt as though she couldn't go there anymore.
His words brought a look of surprise to her features. He wanted to wait for dinner for what... it started to make a great deal more sense when he pulled a box from his pocket. "Max you didn't have to get me anything. Really!" She said as he pushed it towards her. His excitement was infectious and she found herself eagerly reaching for the blue box. Opening it, Cassandra's eyes widened darting from the beautiful ring in the box and over to Max. "It's a... ring?!" her mind was going all too quickly over the possible meanings of that but she wasn't quite able to figure it out with her limited knowledge. Thankfully, Max filled in the gaps. "Promise wha-" she blinked and slid the ring free from its packaging. "Are- of course -but are you sure that's what..." She stumbled through her words and the few worries that had always plagued her. Cassandra shook her head and closed the ring into the palm of her hand. "Of course Max."