Ah, but then there would be no surprise, Madame

[a knock on the door; Mr. Wint and Mr. Kidd, posing as host and a steward, brings into the couple's suite a romantic dinner] James Bond:
[puzzled]
There must be some mistake. I didn't order any... Mr. Wint:
No mistake, sir. On specific instructions and with the complements of Mr. Willard Whyte: Oysters Andaluz, Shashlik, Tidbits, Prime rib au jus, Salade Utopia... [Mr. Kidd sets the timer for the bomb in the fake La Bombe Surprise] Mr. Wint:
...and for dessert, the pièce de résistance... [Mr. Kidd shows the fake dessert] Mr. Wint:
La Bombe Surprise. Tiffany Case:
Mmm! That's looks fantastic. What's in it? Mr. Wint:
Ah, but then there would be no surprise, Madame