A slight pout appeared on Oliver's lips; not only as Angelina leaving but now Terence too? Leaving him all alone, rather drunk, at the bar? Well, at the very least he had the rest of the wine to keep him company.
"Only if you're gone too long." He quipped, hoping to not be alone for an extended period of time. Oliver hated to be alone, especially in crowded places. Ever the classic extrovert, he needed constant contact with someone lest he start to feel slightly depressed. He stood, scooped Angelina into a tight hug, patted her baby bump and ruffled Terence's hair before settling back at the bar and staring around, hoping to find a familiar face to talk to.