[Silly Frieda, the answer is both. Regardless of how little sense it makes, the answer is indeed both.]

I would be a terrible host if I left you to starve. You'll have a meal and tea- I even tried making a new dessert if you're willing to give it a try.

[And he walks alongside her, the (outward) picture of a gentleman as they crossed a busy road. He placed a hand on the small of her back, protective as ever, to ensure her safety as she crossed... or at least look that way.

In reality his entire intent was to tease.]