She smiles warmly as he mentions the smell of her cooking, taking it as a compliment and not "oh my god it stinks!". As he slides the arm around her waist she feels her chest constrict painfully as the closeness to his body makes her own react with a vengeance and she has to bite down on falling down on all four and present her rump for breeding. "I hope you will like it maste.. I mean sir." She holds the door open for him and pushes the chair in as he sits down and all.<br/><br/>Grabbing a pair of mittens she takes the freshly baked flat bread out and places it on the table and then follows up with the various little pots of meat and diced up vegetables arranging them so that the colors will create an appealing  view before him. "Its quite simple Sir, you place the minced up meat on the bread along with whatever vegetables you desire then you roll it up and eat it." She herself takes a seat opposite him in the small kitchen, desperately trying to hide her hardened nipples with her arms as she serves herself one of the flatbreads, her movements a bit akward from both trying to hide herself and a growing nervousness. After only a few bites she puts it down and looks up with eyes filled with fear, her mental state hammering against his mind leaving no clue that she is fearful of something.<br/><br/>"mas.. sir.. eh.. there is.. something you should know"