Rose's jaw fell in amused disbelief and she pointed a serving spoon at him. "Just you watch it, mister," she warned him with narrowed eyes. "I don't want to have to find a pear to throw at you."

Plopping the spoon back down into its tray, she turned and headed for a nearby table, setting her plate down before taking a seat. She couldn't remember how this him had reacted to that threat, but later him had always been pretty amused by it.