Atreyu has taken all of about five puffs when he catches sight of Kestrel. Ah. Oh dear. That's quite a lot of breadsticks.
He lets out a sigh and puts the cigarette out, standing up and waving to the waiter who just took his order. "Hang on a sec. I'm changin' tables. Follow me over in like ten seconds."
Atreyu snags his menu and walks quietly over to Kestrel's table, sliding softly into the seat opposite her without so much as word. And after a few seconds, cue waiter! "Oh yes. We'll both have the rabbit-" He pauses long enough to smile across at Kestrel. "And what would you like to drink, Missy?"