Emma just grinned at Syrisa as she sat down,"And? Do I look like one that would worry about manners?" She giggled as she leaned over to start removing the covers over the trays,"And besides...You had plenty of opportunities to turn me into whatever you liked...But I'm still in one piece, eh?" She chuckled at that and then removed all the covers and her eyes widened at what she saw.<br/><br/>On one tray, there was silverware, china plates, and two fragile looking wine glasses. On another tray, there was at least four or six roasted quail, miniature sized...maybe a little smaller than a fist. Another was a bowl of some kind of dressing of salad. And the other tray had what looked like another bowl, but filled with spaghetti pasta with a rich sauce coating the top of it.<br/><br/>Emma couldn't help but to lick her lips at the sight,"Wow...This is the fanciest dining I have ever seen if there ever was one..."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>