[She'll just let them talk. For as little knowledge as she has about what sorts of things he can make and is working on, she will not interrupt a good business opportunity when she sees one. She has a good read on these people and believes they are genuine in their interest, and it comes with the bonus of being put on the guest list of all of their restaurants, free to go whenever they please. Not quite the connection they were hoping for, but she thinks he should take it.
And when he flashes her that grin, she returns it with a fond smile and an arch of her brow over her glass as she sips it in silence before it is her turn to talk up his products. Not that they need convincing, but she will do so anyway, explaining how they all have simply made her life easier around the house. How well they work, how convenient they are. How good of a businessman he is. How they should commission him for more.
Not only do they come out of that with a business opportunity for him, but the wife had made pleading looks to her husband about perhaps getting one of the stoves—they needed a new one anyway! A few others at nearby tables also express their interest, and Benedikta will happily talk him up to them, too.
At some point, they will have to excuse themselves, Benedikta using the excuse that she is starting to feel a bit peckish again and needs to get up and stretch. It works like a charm, and once they are out of earshot, she presses her lips to his cheek, whispering into his ear with a sweet, low voice.]
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And when he flashes her that grin, she returns it with a fond smile and an arch of her brow over her glass as she sips it in silence before it is her turn to talk up his products. Not that they need convincing, but she will do so anyway, explaining how they all have simply made her life easier around the house. How well they work, how convenient they are. How good of a businessman he is. How they should commission him for more.
Not only do they come out of that with a business opportunity for him, but the wife had made pleading looks to her husband about perhaps getting one of the stoves—they needed a new one anyway! A few others at nearby tables also express their interest, and Benedikta will happily talk him up to them, too.
At some point, they will have to excuse themselves, Benedikta using the excuse that she is starting to feel a bit peckish again and needs to get up and stretch. It works like a charm, and once they are out of earshot, she presses her lips to his cheek, whispering into his ear with a sweet, low voice.]
Not quite what we had in mind, but... well done.