"You haven't learned to cross the street either?" Miranda's hand went to her head in overdramatic shock. Really, what were they doing with training these days? She sighed and shook her head. "I might not be your superior, but I cannot have this happening while I'm around. No, sir. As one fish out of water to another..." She paused and looked to the side; there was a playful little smile on her lips. "As I was saying, and I'm not going to repeat it because it's just silly for me to do so, I will take you under my wing. Which makes no sense if I'm a fish."
"So, first thing's first. Crossing the street to get dinner. How does that sound?" As if he were really getting a choice in the matter.