<"No, not really,"> she admitted.  <"I mean, there's the instant stuff that you can pick up in stores, but I've never had what I would call<em>real</em>Mexican food before.">  The Oriental-styled catgirl smiled at Elisabeth's next words.  <"Thank you.  I'm sure that we'll have a great time."><br/><br/>She gently started for just a moment when she felt the mage woman's hand slide right over hers, her heart thumping twice in her chest before the contact was broken.  She sat patiently while the wine was poured, and then, like her across-the-table companion, picked up the glass and took a smell.  Her nose wrinkled in just the<em>cutest</em>fashion when she did, and she took a little sip and put it back down.  Looked like it wasn't to her tastes, either.<br/><br/>Musubi nodded and let Elisabeth do the talking.  "Well, let's see," the waitress responded when she'd gotten over the accent that the Englishwoman had hit her with.  "There are a couple of things that I could recommend - there's the veal roast, which has potatoes instead of rice; and there's also a lamb dish that I could recommend..."  She told Elisabeth about it.<br/><br/>Before Elisabeth could turn back to Musubi, she would feel the catgirl's slippered foot get<em>very</em>comfortable with her legs, and then when she had the mage woman's attention, held up two fingers...was that her asking for the lamb dish?