Gilbert didn't look like he was about to split to go do an experiment or anything. That was good. And it was bound to be good food, so he would enjoy himself...and then relax a little bit, so to speak. Zach squeezed Romi tight, lifting her up off her feet for just a moment before letting her back down. He was still at work, and spinning her around didn't feel right there.
"Yes, Gilbert this is Romilda, a good friend of mine. And Romilda, this is my boss, Gilbert," he eyed the picnic basket hungrily, "And I am starving."