Zoe's eyes narrowed slightly as she watched the wizard settle down at a new table. It wasn't so much that she was antisocial, but she wasn't sure she was all that in a hurry to make that many new friends. With a shrug, she stood, claiming whatever had been put down at their table - no reason to waste more utensils and such. She set down everything that had been theirs before settling down at the table as well.
"Zoe." No last name given quite yet. Well, it didn't seem to matter. "I've always been partial to a nice pass the plate - partial to real food in general." Her eyes were fixed on the menu with that last bit, but they lifted quickly when Fred gave a laugh and apologized for it. The almost frail looking woman understood the desire for "real" food all too well, even if it was for different reasons.