With careful but precise and methodical movements of her fingers, she unwrapped her cheeseburger and slowly began to eat. Slowly, very slowly. She chewed each of her bites carefully and though she apparently did not like the local food at all, she diplomatically did not let her disgust show.
It was nearly ten long minutes before she responded to her companion's words with an empty mouth between bites. She had time for everything - she made that clear already.
"You were the one who, by your own words, took me for a robot, Mister Doe. I told you that I am more than capable of showing emotion if there is a time and place for it - and our private trip fits right in."
She paused briefly as if watching his reaction before adding.
"Before, I was speaking to you from my official position - usually as a businesswoman - but now I am just a tourist on a sightseeing trip. No politics today."
She nodded slightly at her companion's words regarding his own preference of seasons and took a smaller bite of her meal. Again, she made him wait long minutes for her response before continuing.
"While I am used to mostly sunny and drier climates, I do not outright mind the cold, and I think snow and ice have their charms. I have experienced chilly winter from various paintings, poems, photographs and even foorages - it is as if the whole landscape is sleeping and waiting.
Her appearance only confirmed her words about sun-loving as her visible skin was still bronzed despite the extended time spent away from Malta.
"What makes winter so interesting to you, Mister Doe?"
