[Despite the terribly awkward situation and their mutual aggravation and discomfort at being thrust into it, she manages a small snippet of a laugh at that. She has to, really.]

That's cute. [She means it in an amused way, not a condescending one, promise.] But Denny's doesn't have strips of Kobe beef grilled up hot but rare just the way I like it. Luckily, I'm well-connected.

[If one listens faintly there are indeed distant sounds like a professional kitchen...still going strong at this time? Well. Picky congressmen work odd hours. Some places make a living catering to the inconvenient desires of those with the money to be serviced.

She exhales.]

Look. I really am sorry. You can hang up now, if you like.