Lee is surprised by this sudden burst of public affection, but she does understand. Michael doesn't like crowds, neither does she, but for different reasons and they have different reactions. She puts her arm around him in turn, her hand rubbing his back as she dips her head towards his. Doesn't matter who's looking; they just announced they're engaged, they're allowed to be schmoopy. “Neshama,” she murmurs under her breath, and then in Hebrew, “do you need a minute?”
“That's so cute I could die,” Tzipporah says, then sighs and puts her chin in her hands. “I need a girlfriend. How come none of you ever introduce me to any nice girls?”