"I wish it would just be ignored." With a sigh, she pushes open the door to allow him in at the same time she turns on her heels. Stepping away, she waves a hand over her shoulder as she walks, continuing to talk. "How did you even find out about it? Sneaking conversations with Euphemia? Stealing glances at documentation for higher-ups?"

All spoken in a matter of jest, but she's at least lightening up. The idea of decent food strikes her interest and maybe Mustang can spoil her with something just this once. If she plans to outdo him, then it's best to wait to see what he has in store.

"Are you asking me to ask you out on a date? An initiative to not take initiative! I didn't think you had it in you, Mustang."