[He really won't be long - in five minutes, almost down to the second, he approaches her to usher her to one of the tables, that's already been set for one person (was it already set when Yuuki walked in? it must have been, how else could it have happened). Once she's seated he puts a plate down on the table before her with a flourish.]
I apologise for making you wait. I am serving cold smoked salmon on a bed of sautéd vegetables and wild rice, drizzled with a honey-sauce with a touch of chili flakes.
[It's all presented very prettily, of course, and it looks and smells gorgeous.]