"Well, Ah'm hungry, what do you expect?" Rogue gave him a teasing glare and then noted the flowers he brought. Persistence, thy name is Remy LeBeau. Her lips twisted into a smile and she took them into her hands, "Ah'd say you shouldn't have, but you'd just insist you did anyway." The flowers were a nice, and flattering, gesture. One that she couldn't turn away so easily.
Rogue turned to place the flowers gently on the counter. She observed the bag he brought and her curiosity was piqued. "What's in the bag?" she asked, not answering his question. Rogue walked over to take a gander herself, even if she'd asked him.