[ She freezes when he stops her, listening, and nodding. ]

Red wine and steamed buns, you got it! It'll just be a minute. Sit tight!

[ And with that, she rushes off to give his order to the cook. She heads behind the counter to fetch him a bottle of red wine, and a glass that's mostly clean. It'll do, in a pinch.

A few minutes later, she's swinging back by his table, tray of food and drink in hand, and setting the items down in front of him. ]

Here you go, mister! Two steamed buns, and a bottle of wine!

[ She looks rather pleased with herself for successfully navigating his order. ]

If you need anything else, just holler!