She follows Henry to the back of the restaurant, slipping into the booth and taking the menu when he hands it to her. Usually, the sorcerer would choose what she ate, but she was getting the choice now, which was weird for her. Picking up the menu, she flips through the pages, looking for some meat that looked appealing. Luckily, the sorcerer had taught her how to read when she was younger.<strong>"I guess I do. The sorcerer lazily named me Kitty, so I guess you can call me that. Or something else. I dunno,"</strong>she says, looking at him over the menu before she turns it around and points.<br/><br/><strong>"Can I have one of these?" </strong>she asks, pointing to a birthday cake milkshake, a wide smile on her face as she lets out a little giggle. She couldn't remember the last time that sound had left her lips.<strong>"No? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked. I will eat whatever you choose for me..." </strong>she says, not wanting to make him upset. She had never been allowed to ask for things with the sorcerer.