Nancy tries not to look too eager as he sets the plate down in front of her, but it's pretty useless as she practically drools over the food. "Wow," she breathes, taking in the multitude of vegetables, "I had no idea you could cook."

Of course he could. He was however old. It'd be a waste of time if he hadn't learned to cook yet.

Setting her napkin in her lap, because she was actually raised to be quite polite, she waited to start to eat until Eames would return, instead content to sip on her wine. "Seriously, this looks amazing." Once he's sitting, she'll start to eat.