"You don't look half bad yourself," Anakin said, offering her a small smile. "You look nice." He wouldn't tell her that if he didn't think so -- he would have just kept his mouth shut. "I have eaten here once or twice," he told her. "It's a good place. Some of their food can be a little spicy, but everything I've had has been delicious."
He hadn't had much at the restaurant, but he had enjoyed what he'd had.
"I hear something called gumbo is good, but I haven't had it before. It's kind of soupy?" He shrugged a bit at this, then motioned toward the hostess stand. "Shall we get a table?"