Yes, waiting to take that bite was the smart move, as Karen suspects she might otherwise be choking on it now. Flirting she's used to, but even in a place like New York, that sort of unabashed come-on really wasn't common. It requires a very specific sort of man. As she lifts her hand to mouth and politely clears her throat, she considers the one in front of her.

"Karen," she replies, her smile a little wary. "Thank you."

He's said he hopes she doesn't mind the compliment, and truthfully she isn't sure. It's hard to say for certain yet whether this exchange will fall into the baldly earnest or creepy categories.