[Cornelia and Oliver -- Beach]
[Her silence makes him smile slightly. Would she have been someone else, he would have guided her by taking her hand, but Oliver knows that he can't do that with Cornelia. And so he stirs her towards the blanket with the tips of his fingers on the small of her back.]
Before I picked you up at home. Lockon told me about this place and I thought it'd be nice to stay here for a while.
[He waits for the purple haired princess to sit down before doing so, not too close to her, but not too far. He reaches for the basket and takes out a bottle of wine and two glasses. Deftly, he opens the bottle and pours some into both glasses before offering one to Cornelia.]
If I had known that you preferred whiskey, I would have smuggled out a bottle of the club's best malt. I hope this will do, though.