She chuckled as he pulled hsi arm away.  Quite like a young pup who didn't want to be hand holded by the mother.  She chuckled and kissed his cheek just for good measure.  "Please, Marx, dont be such a grouch.  Today is beautiful and clear.  There is not a cloud in the sky, and the sky is as deep of blue as you could wish it."<br/><br/>She couldnt help but laugh when he called himself a lone wolf.  "Is that why you keep your harem chock full of delicate morsels?"  She laughed again her voice light and musical.  "Darlin' I can stand anyone because all anyone wants is to be loved."  As if proving her pint, he got her a rose.  She took it and inhaled it and blushed.  "But sir, I didnt get you anything."  She would have helped him find his seat but she sat across from him and smiled making herself comfortable.  She made herself a plate of the surrounding foods, but rather than set it before her, she took his hand and placed the plate in it.  "For you."  It was a werewolf custom that when your mate could not effectively make himself a plate, whatever the reason the mate or, in her case, the mate to be, made the plate.