Not even conscious of the fact that she had been waiting for Kurt to start in on the pickles before she allowed herself to finally try them, her hand reached out for one almost as soon as his own had retreated. Her attention, though, as she went to take that first bite, was more so on him than on the food, and she started chewing the rest of it almost mindlessly for a moment until the waiter's return shifted her attention up toward him.

Quickly chewing the rest of it and politely swallowing it down, but still lifting a hand politely to her mouth before speaking, she offered her order, as well. "And I'll have the same," she said, a little quietly, because, even though they'd always gotten to pick what they wanted, one of her parents (usually her father, of course, unless he wasn't there in those rare Girls Only lunches with her mother and Patience) always did the ordering, "but with chicken, please."