Oh, we-well they look like.... [ look like weeds. Yeah no, can't go like that. He backpedals, bites his lip and avoids eye contact to stall out time. The evening ambiance fills the void, with the insect life playing their songs. How could you describe to differentiate it from others? ]

U...um! Have you ever seen what Thyme looks like before it's used? If not, it's kinda... okay, the stem has a reddish hue to it. Green leaves that are pointed...and uhh, the roots spread out while it grows? It tastes really good with meats and poultry dishes.

[ He finally looks at her again, still ashamed of his embarrassing blunder. He also added the last bit because he's aware of Ingrid's infamous appetite for different foods...not that it was a bad thing of course! It was just... a lot from what he heard from his peers.]