Italy was delighted at the girls' giggling. "Awe. They think we're together." He said with the sweetest smile he had. "I think that's kind of funny don't you a Germany?" He took Germany's hand from across the table and kissed his knuckles lightly, just to earn little giggles of approval from the female guests. "You see? People like love. It is good." He took a light sip of the fancy wine, savoring the bitter burn. He looked over the menu only a few seconds before he was ready. He already knew what he liked. "If you're not very hungry, we could spilt a plate...would you like that?" In truth, Italy just wanted an excuse to share food with Germany. They already looked like they were on a date, and even though Italy knew that this was just an apologetic gesture, he wanted to dream in his mind that this really was a date. He knew Ludwig wasn't really wanting a relationship at the moment, so he'd not say anything to make him uncomfortable. He just wanted this little fake romance for a little bit.