[Yuffie grins up at Frank as she pulls him forward. Nothing he's said has yet to bother her which might throw up alarms in a normal person.]

Yup! Now you got it! [Her phrasing skirts a fine line between earnest and sarcastic. It's a line that Yuffie plays jump rope with on a regular bases.] I can do that. Do you have anything you hate because you're going to have to eat what I order for you.

[That or she'll order what she likes and she'll eat it if he doesn't like it. Yuffie's nice like that.] There's a table. [She finally lets him go when they reach the table, taking a seat and a menu with a little to much energy.] Oh they have burgers. That sounds good. [And it's not crickets.]