Lacey smiled. Finally, something to do. She had never been one for being lazy, that had usually been left to Brent or Hank. "What'll you have?" She asked, passing him a menu. "The daily specials are right here." She pointed to a chalkboard, only to see that it was blank. "Or they should be there." She chuckled. "There are dishes inspired by the Paris door. I could make you a quick croque monsieur."