"Did you work here for a summer that I didn't know about?" Olivia just teased and sat back in her chair. Something like this was a little high end even when it had been time for prom all those years ago, but she wasn't beyond relaxing in the expensive restaurant. She had been there before with her parents for the occasional birthday dinner, but not enough to be completely used to the excessive number of forks that were required. One might never realize that from her posture. The table set up though kept her from just resting a hand on his shoulder to try and calm him down. It almost felt like there was something he wanted to tell her and was afraid to do so. Well at least she was pretty sure that he wasn't going to pop up with news that they were expecting. Somehow she was pretty sure she would be aware of that before he would... Besides they had to about be the most careful couple on the island when it came to that.
She took one of the rolls without using any of her utensils and just placed it on the small plate and taking one of the little shaped butters. Olivia carefully tore off a bite sized piece, buttering it and eating it almost like she was giving a silent lesson. "Mostly. The little knife is for your bread and the fork and spoon at the top of the plate are for dessert, but otherwise just outside and inward." If he ever suggested a dinner party with that much silverware however it better be plastic. She felt bad for the poor dish washers when she could have just used the same fork for about everything. "Are you feeling alright?"