When Bella showed no intention of moving Odin simply smiled, imbibing the peace and warmth of being this way with her. He looked down to catch her grin and chuckle lightly before placing his chin over her head, wrapping one arm around Bella's shoulders. This was going better than he could ever have imagined and Odin realized he hadn't felt this happy about something unrelated to knowledge in a long time.
He let them stay like that a while, briefly wondering if the soothing music was actually playing or if it was in his head, then deciding he did not care either way. After a while, as limbs became slightly numb, Odin buried his nose in Bella's hair and murmured, "Weren't we supposed to be cooking?" He asked this with no rush in his voice and no will to move from where they were standing; as far as he was concerned they could spend their whole date like this, though perhaps another few kisses here and there might not be a bad idea.