Maxine giggles faintly at that, but smiles. She very neatly and deliberately unfolds her napkin, and places it on her lap, before she sees the waiter. One hand shoots up to her mouth, holding back a laugh or a comment-- she thinks it would be awfully rude to make a jesting comment about the waiter, even if he's not a really person. Still, it's a funny sight.

"Okay," she says, once she has her composure. "Dessert first. Just this once."