"Thank you very much, Mr. Holliday. It has been a long time since one appeared with such a courtesy. Please, I take a Martini." Alessa said while pushing everything on the side. She looked at Mr. Holliday and nodded agreeing and continued: "Yes, it was a very quiet travel, but please, I may eat anything, except a gallic meal. Theirs cuisine is nothing of my taste." Alessa noticed that she pretty much like the style and appearance of her host, but even that he seemed to value or estimate her and smiled transparent. A little amused about this she easily continued the conversation: "I think I am going to order something rheinlandish." She still checked the menu, but continuously switching view to Mr Holliday.