Olivia and Sasha
"I guess so. I mean, no one wants to starve to death. And there's plenty of soldiers and cops around, so if someone ended up starting a fight it's not like it'd get broken up pretty quickly." Talk about normalcy, too -- Olivia was pretty sure statements like that weren't at all normal, but they were what she knew now. So maybe not everything was back to normal. "So, you know. All things considered, this seems like a pretty safe space."
She took a sip of her milkshake as though to punctuate her statement, looking at Sasha briefly over the rim of the glass all the while. He really was okay, she supposed. Okay enough for her to consider going into business or whatever with him, but then again he was one of the only people she knew who could possibly keep up with her when it came to sports and stuff. Well, Nick, maybe, but Olivia wanted this to be something she did on her own, without her boss and mentor's help. She was leaning on him enough already with this whole athletic trainer thing. Sasha, on the other hand, would be more like a collaborator or whatever. Not someone who told her what to do and how to do it.
As long as she could get over his stupid crush on Maizie -- which supposedly was over, but Olivia wasn't all that sure -- she could do this.