"I'm not sure yet," she honestly admits, staring disapprovingly at the potatoes like they're a road block to some huge problem she's desperate to solve. "But anything that's edible has to be better than going hungry." And that's the pitch she's banking on using to lure in new contacts, but she figures just keeping him around for a little while is better than nothing. He's good conversation, and she thinks he might possibly manage to be a decent friend.

"Do you have any requests?"

She's willfully not reading any further into his question than this simply being about food. He's called her Gordon Ramsay, she thinks it's cute and can roll with it.