*directs a somewhat brighter smile up at you in parting (she has that effect sometimes)* Thanks. Bye.
*shifts his full attention back to Finduilas* *indicates the tray in front of her* I think I remembered your favorite right? And I don't see why your carb intake is any of Miss Amarië's business, but my lips are sealed anyway, I guess.
*picks at his own sandwich a bit unenthusiastically* Well. That was weird. UNDERSTATEMENT OF THE MILLENIUM. I think I should start wearing a bag over my head from now on.