"Oh, he seems pleasant enough," she said after a moment, taking the pizza and going to the nearest empty table, setting it down properly and pulling up two chairs. "I just now realized I'm famished, but I guarantee you I won't each much. French food and all, it comes in small packages."
She sent her a brilliant smile, looking into her purse a moment. "Oh...I'll just use my hands. Sir! Could you bring us some napkins and paper plates?" she called the closest Gear, who grunted, nodded, and took off to do so.