She pouts a little at his nag, though it's unserious. Chicken parmesan does sound great actually. Toni nods and follows him easily into the next room, taking in a little breath at the candlelit scene. It's such a simple thing, but it still warms her heart, and the way he pulls out her chair is very princely. Her heart is pounding all over again, though she can't explain why. Something just feels... different tonight.

Not needing his suggestion in the least to go for the wine, she's already reaching for it before he's left the room, swirling it in her glass and taking a long appreciative sip and closing her eyes. Damn, that's good.