"Oh, don't worry about it," she said, giving him a little smile that was sweeter than it might have been for anyone else. It might have been her genuine happiness to have them both there, or simply her determination to make this dinner as close to perfect as she could given its disastrous beginnings, but she didn't detect any strangeness between Adam and Jamie. So she said, "Just relax, have a seat; I'll be right back."
She turned to her brother, arching her brow at him - though she couldn't quite keep the curving hint of a smile from her lips. "Jamie, please don't break my furniture. It's not meant for moose balancing." The teasing nature of the warning was in her voice and on her face -- and of course, Jamie was nothing like a moose. He actually moved his body with quite a bit of grace, particularly for someone his size. Even still, Alexandria could hardly resist the opportunity to rib him.
"I'll be right back!" With that, she disappeared into the kitchen, where she went about gathering glasses and trying to find the wine key.