Chase gave a small grin and nodded his head. " Waffles it is." He purred before turning and walking further into the kitchen. It was a fairly large room, with white counters and cabinets. At the back of the kitchen was a slightly large man wearing a white apron and chiefs hat. "Afternoon Mr. Smith, would you mind making us some Waffles?" He had a way of telling his servants what to do without it sounding like an order. "We'll be in the dinning room." he added and flashed a smile before returning to Alice's side. " I'll show you where my room and the common room is while we wait..." he paused for a moment, looking down at her, his eye's soft and a smile playing at his lips. " That is, if you'd like. I wouldnt want to force you to do anything you don't wish to do." he added. It was clear he was enjoying her company, even if he couldnt touch her.