That's fine. She's already provided him with more then enough, especially once the waiter returns with a plate of eggs directly from the fridge. He immediately picks one of those up and puts the entire thing directly into his mouth, crunching down on it as he examines her. He really doesn't understand what the game is here.

"No one else has uh, has this fish here," he says, gesturing around at the rest of the restaurant and then down at the salmon. He's forgotten the Common word for it, but hopefully she gets it.