"Well," she says, with the slightest trace of a laugh. "It was no trouble, trust me. But in that case, you're more than welcome to." And she grins.

The Miss being added to her name is throwing her slightly, but for now, she doesn't attempt to say it's unneeded; after all, she's fairly certain Agent Cooper's probably still the suggested name for him, and it makes them even. And so, she keeps quiet, with one last glance at the menu before decidedly closing it and taking a breath.

When the waitress finally does come to take their orders, after a moment's hesitation, she definitely goes for the pancakes. With bacon. And a fruit cup. Because, dammit, she does not take this nor the iced tea she gets lightly. But no pie yet, despite a sidelong glance at Cooper. Is she a complete disgrace?