Robert laughed, at least, even if his smile was a little wane. "I don't know how you can be so chipper so late at night." Was a mumble, and then he murmured: "I don't know. That might be good?" He doubted he'd have anymore luck with the peach, but at least he could try, pay for both, and tip her decently so he didn't feel like a dick taking up her time.
"Yeah, that'd be good, bring me the peach too, please. I don't think I've ever actually had peach pie."