After confirming with the waiter that Titania would be alright, Matt just couldn't help himself. He hastily squared away his check and approached Freia's table. "Ma'am" he addressed her with an exaggerated bow, "er, since I guess you ordered me with everyone else, uh, is there anything else I could do for you until you're ready for me?" he lowered his head shyly and shifted his weight from one foot to the other.