"If yer havin' trouble deciding," Ezra said from behind the table, using a rolling cart to restock the dolmas on the other side of the table, "feel free to ask for a sample. Dolmas are pretty good, but if you're lookin' at the baklava, my personal favourite is the one with pistachios."

He paused a moment, then broke into a grin as he got a good look at her. "Hey!" he said brightly. He'd already seen Mal and company while he was working, but he'd expected them. Seeing someone else he recognized in Fall City, even if they'd only met face-to-face once, was something else altogether. "Eileen! How're you doin'? Do you like pistachios?"