Oh, wow, that was a cold nose. Zephyr twitched at the prod.

"Ten whats," he wanted to know, because she did not at all look like a ten year old dog, at least to his moderately limited knowledge of dogs. But he nodded, and took a few moments to look over the menu himself.

Finally he unfolded his legs, getting up to put the menu back on the table. "Cheese noodles it is," he said solemnly. "You gonna stay put if I go order?"