"Huh!" He's already absolutely charmed: but then, when it comes to the wonders of nature and Dale Cooper, it doesn't take much. Just ask him sometime what he thinks of Douglas Firs. He takes the strange fruit from her and shines it a little on his sleeve like an apple before acting as suggested, his expression studious and critical as he chews. After a moment, that melts into bewilderment, then a bright smile.

"Well, I'll. Be. Darned." He points it at her in lieu of his finger, beaming. "You are absolutely right! Hou odd! I wonder what made them evolve to look like this, here, instead of the shape and color we know them as. ... Were you studying botany before you came here? Or is this just prior experience here, that I'm hearing now?"