"I'm going to watch if they are, because it's adorable," Pam told Tobias, her eyes not straying from the couple except to watch Oliver for a moment as he left the diner. "If Fletcher were here, my face would be smooching his face, like, the hardest. So I'm just going to live through them. It's cute!"
"It is cute," Edwin agreed, using Oliver's breaking away to deliver a basket of toast and some butter to the table that everyone had settled at. He didn't mind so much that Oliver had run out, even without his jacket, knowing that someone should usher the two back into the warmth, but he wondered if maybe he shouldn't have given them a minute alone first. Maybe he'd make a second basket of toast, so the two of them could booth up together...