Romilda was a pure genius, Zach smiled when she increased the plates and whatnot to accommodate Gilbert. Zach hadn't thought about that ahead of time. He just...had assumed somehow that Gilbert would join them. Wasn't it rude to eat a picnic there without inviting him? Even if Romilda had only cooked for two, there would have been more than enough food, in Zach's experience.
He stepped up to begin removing plates, food, whatever was in the top of the basket. And he tried to spread stuff around enough so that they wouldn't all be trying to get plates and food from the same few feet. They could pass things, as they were civilized. "Of course you're not interrupting," Zach began opening some of the containers of food, "You're excellent company."