Melinda and Oliver (and Open?)
While he was worried he'd come off as deceptively concerned about how others perceived him, there was no way Oliver would be worried about showing affection or being thought soppy in public. He did that well enough on his own with his friends, he certainly had no qualms about doing it with his girlfriend, and if anyone had a problem with it, they could fuck right off, as far as he was concerned.
"Nothing," he said, kissing her cheek again. "So long as they don't then I am happy as a clam. Naturally I think everyone adores me, so I leave the judgement in your capable hands of knowing for sure." He laughed at her finding his dancing with Roger a sign of his being part of the group. "Well good, because it makes him feel wanted and Merlin knows he needs a bigger ego," Oliver joked.
He brushed her hair out of her face and kissed her shoulder. "It is. How do you think it's going so far?"