He listend to every word she said, his photographic memory running along. As she ordered the food he thought about the dishes, he had never tried herring though he had read about the fish in cooking books as well as some zoology journals. It sounded tasty and he looked forward to sampling the meal. She seemed nice so far, something that he was thankful for. This could very well be a wonderful relationship<br/><br/>As the food was brought he looked down over it, taking in its scent and look. It smelled wonderful, with the perfect amount of seasonings added yet not going overboard with them. He began to lean down, keeping his balance with his hands still bound behind his back but he suddenly stopped and looked back up toward her. It would never do if her pet took a meal without thanking her first. "Thank you Madame...by the way, would you prefer that I refer to you as Just Madame, or Madam Boullier? and am I to be involved in your video's?" he asked. Once the questions were posed he bent down again to eat, giving her a perfect view of his shapely ass as well as the perfect rosebud