Olivia pulled her chair out enough to scoot around the table a bit so she was about between both place settings and able to just take his hand and hold it under the table for a little bit. It was easier to see from this angle they they had the doubles across from each other. Sure, you could stare into each others' eyes for hours on end, but there was also no room to actually do all those little plates and silverware next to each other and be comfortable to any extent. Suddenly she was glad for not being one of the rich hoity toity ones around the island. They might have their own house before they were married a whole 12 hours, but that also seemed to be as much of a bribe as anything. One that hadn't worked yet. "You act like I never make vegetables for anything. Keep this up and I'll be feeding you carrots, green beans, and brussel sprouts at every meal and you'll have to eat them before you get any meat." She quietly reached up though and took one of the forks around the middle of his collection and just tucked it into his breast pocket before grinning and straightening out the others.
"Brandon. Cute kid, but I almost miss having my little gossip around that told everyone's secrets even if it did cause a bit of drama. It was nicer than yours at MP." She interlaced their fingers together for a moment. "Everything is still going smoothly at work?"