"Oh," Illya leaving the plates, he grabbed the silverware, napkins, wine glasses and tucked the bottle beneath his arm. After she set down the pan, he handed her a fork, napkin, and a glass and set his down so that he could pour the wine. "You are beautiful. I could see where that would be an advantage for an assassin."

He sat, scooting his chair in a little. "You are also very good cook," he said taking a forkful of rice and peas. Illya raised his glass of wine and said,"Salud," before taking a sip.