Helga liked Colin. He was always just as excited as she was. Sometimes even more! That didn't happen with very many people.
"Excellent!" she beamed, and checked out the state of her thumb. There was a red dot where blood was gathering, but it didn't well up anymore. At least not for the moment. Still, she should probably get a tissue for that. Maybe later. For now, she grasped the flower by the petals, pinched the first thorn at the top between two fingers and pulled it sideways, attempting to remove it from the stem. After all, she was sure, the flower didn't want to hurt her, and this would be the only way to ensure that it wouldn't.
"I have never been to this place before. There is a list of food here," she said, pushing the menu over to Colin with her elbow while she worked on the thorn, "but I do not know how we get the food."