Kat turned as he finished making his plate. Alex cooked. He gave Tristan a nod to say hey as he kept going to the table. seeing Fiametta there he smirked and sat across from her. "Would you like a plate?" He asked sitting down offering his own. "I can go make another if you'd like." kat couldn't help be a gentleman. Not just cause it was Fiametta. But simply cause it's who he was truly.