Eponine's eyes are still on the grapes - but let him think she doesn't notice his smile change. Not that she cares: it's the same smile that Montparnasse wears - wore - when he thought he had something over on Eponine. So she nods.

"Yes Sir. Whatever you want. Just please - let me have them?" She leans her weight back on one foot, cocking her head in an effort to appear confident. "Will you give me one?"