"I'm sorry. It tastes like what?" She lifted her brow in inquiry, quite sure she misheard the girl. Or maybe natural oil was a cooking thing? She didn't know. She did know her own ice cream was quite good, with real bits of strawberry and a creamy smooth taste... "It's delectable. Thank you for inviting me..."
The next question had her grin, and she leaned her elbow lightly on the counter. "What do I like to do? I like Art, and shiney things, and acting. I do love the stage..."