She grins back at him, taking hold of his hand and squeezing it as she leads him to the door, opening it and walking in. A bell chimes their arrival, and it's warm inside, cozy and sweet-smelling, and she heads for the counter, looking up at the menu for a moment before ordering.

"Can I have a lemon crepe and a glass of water?" she asks the girl at the counter, then glances at Jason, waiting for him to order too.