Foggy has his fork half lifted to his mouth when it's rushed to start the move. There's something akin to the March Hare and Mad Hatter moving down at their table for clean cups with the zeal.

Matt grins in adoration and embarrassment. He loves them so.

Perhaps Verity hasn't yet picked up on the vibe that the Nelson faction is having its own bouts of self-consciousness. She isn't alone. "We're plenty merry as it is. And that's during working hours." He's about to lift his fork again when he pauses, "has he ever taken you to Josie's?"