Go to an Italian restaurant.

"Since we are now 'newlyweds' perhaps we should go to a nice restaurant to celebrate our union?" Marlissa suggested. "I love Italian cuisine. I had spent many decades in Italian city-states."

"You speak Italian?" Ryan queried, making a mental note to record the history Marlissa's past summons while he took out the phone book from the side table drawer. He skimmed through thin Yellow Pages section and noticed that the restaurant choices were very limited in this town. He saw an ad for a nice Italian restaurant called Mario's Ristorante.

"I speak all human languages and dialects fluently," Marlissa said with a smirk.

"Then you can order for us tonight!" Ryan said as he put on a fresh set of clothes.

Marlissa slipped into her floral dress and high heels, making her the same height as Ryan's 6'3".