"Sorry." César says awkwardly after a long moment, then smiles a bit. "... it's good to know I managed to get lucky somewhere else. I'm sorry I'm not your César, though."

He looks down at the packaged meat. "I'm going to ask her if she wants to be my girlfriend proper tomorrow. Valentine's Day. It's a bit silly, I know, but..." C'esar shakes his head. "I've been trying to figure out a meal to make, and hadn't gotten the protein yet. This will be perfect. Thank you."