Amaya's nose wrinkled a little at the question, frowning somewhat doubtfully at the menu now. She didn't really have a whole lot of confidence in sounding confident when using other languages, but what was she going to do? Say no right after a reference to her own psuedo-catch-phrase about being bold?

"I s'pose," she said, now marching all the limited Italian she'd known or picked up on here or there or could even just read right there on the menu, "I could always try, though if that lands me with something completely different on my plate, then that's on you."

Though, really, she supposed it wouldn't be too difficult to mess up 'grosso bastone di carne' without embarrassing herself too much, but, then again....you never knew.