Sh smiled and blushed a little when he complimented her cooking no one had really told her she was good at anything except for Mark, the boyfriend that the Jesters had run off.  "Thank you," she said softly looking down at her plate.  When they had finished she stood up and took the plates and glasses to the sink and began to wash them.  "Even my ribs are not as sore this morning your herbs are truly remarkable...what kind are they?" she asked looking back over her shoulder at the two.