"I see. So..." She placed a fist underneath her chin before continuing. "You were trying to impress me. Well." She didn't need fancy stuff, she could have whatever she wanted. Sniper didn't know that and it was probably natural to assume a woman would be impressed be luxury items or delicious food. The second part could work on her, but French food had never been up there on her all time favorites. If it was a pile of bacon on the other hand--no. Focus.

"I don't need that kinda stuff. Just normal food is fine, too. It doesn't have to look nice so long as it tastes good." Poking him lightly with her free hand against his chest, she laughed. "That is... sort of sweet and cute. If you keep trying so hard I'm gonna want to take you home~! Can't say I've ever had a guy wanting to impress someone with a face like mine."