Beth smiled reassuringly at Mira’s nervousness. “Nothing wrong with trying something that’s new for both of us. I actually love Italian food, though I’m used to homemade—my family tree is mostly Japanese, but my great-grandmother is Italian and she is such an amazing cook...” she paused, considering the menu. “Pasta would be a little heavy after the breakfast I had... think I’ll just get the chicken caesar salad, it’s pretty tough to screw that up regardless of how this place is,” she joked.