"Well it looks like they know where your stash is, so like, seems like they can take stuff from there, too. Or, like, dig a hole underneath it again." Pam shrugged, resting her head on her hands and trying to tell herself that Chase and Kiley together was still cute, and not that she was horribly, painfully jealous that they had each other to snuggle up to then.
Edwin had let out as small yell at the cold being pressed into his side, and flailed to try to smack Oliver as he retreated, though he didn't follow. Someone had to stay and try to finish breakfast, after all. When his boyfriend returned, he still hadn't come up with a good way to retaliate, though, and ended up just holding an arm out, shoving Oliver and playfully keeping him at arms length.