Orsino drummed his fingers on the table methodically and pursed his lips. "Hm, right."
This seemed to be an amusing game to her. While he didn't doubt her genuine interest in his friendship, Orsino didn't know what to ask her. Or rather, barely knowing her as he did, there was far too much he could ask, and this seemed a very contrived way in which to get to know someone. He felt as though he ought to be taking notes, preparing for a quiz to be brought by their waitress before they left.
Come to think of it, he couldn't even remember what his last question had been.
"How about...ah. Are you musically inclined? Aside from your obvious liking for CDs."