"You hungry, Juliet?" he asks the kitty in a disgusting voice people usually reserve for their pets. Clearly, it's been far too long since he owned one. "Do you want your dinner?"

Gently placing the cat down, he slides into the kitchen and goes about setting out Juliet's food. Once that's done, he's peering at the lasagna hungrily. Right, a salad...

"What kind of dressing do you like?"

It's mostly out of curiosity. He's not sure how different her tastes are, having grown up in the UK.