Ruby watched the chef draw the little curly oil likeness and grinned delightedly, she'd never seen something like this, making a show of cooking. She found she enjoyed it more than she had expected to.
"No, nothing like it. I've never been entertained by oil before...well...not...y'know...food related...I'm shutting up now"
The little exploding onion trick impressed her and she almost applauded it, Would have if Sam's hand hadn't found hers under the table, if he hadn't squeezed it and held it there as the chef started to serve the food. Perfectly normal attitude to have on a date, to proove a point. But he hadn't had to do that. She met his gaze as the chef continued to serve them unable to think of what to say. What did one say? What could she say. Sam was more confusing than anyone she'd ever known.
Because she didn't want him to pull his hand back.