She's been fairly receptive to the different foods of this era - pizza had taken a little convincing until York realised her preference for spice and heat in her food, and after that, crazy toppings had been welcome. Whatever he chose would be edible, at least, and that was the important part. "Good," she approves of his happiness in this respect, the success of his lure. " Should I expect to see much of this individual, or will that depend on tonight's outcome?"