"It all smells very good." The most she had ever had outside of Japanese food was American. And that hadn't really suited her pallet quite well.
Except for those cheeseburgers. Those had been very good; greasy and messy, but good none the less.
She pointed to one thing of food. "That is the Chinese, I am guessing." Because it smelt like it. Her nose was impeccable with certain smells. "Though I cannot make out which is the Italian and which is the German."