[Hmm. Tough guy, huh. Or... maybe just a little distant. Eh, not her place, not right now. She does watch him assess the lemon with a toss, though, and one eyebrow delicately raises.]

Definitely not. I don't want to serve anything less than my best and I refuse to work with subpar ingredients. You've got a good eye for ripeness, though. Uh, good hand? [She shrugs.] I need it for the zest anyway.