"Unless this seat is taken," she grins, really enjoying James' flustered reactions to the littlest things. Truth be told, James makes her nervous in his own way, though Moira tends to show it with the constant fixing of her hair and the way she feels the need to smooth down her dress every two minutes. She's already feeling giddy, being this close to him, and it's strange, but she enjoys it. "It doesn't look like nothing to me," she says before taking a bite of the delicious salad.

"Hell yes," Moira says with enthusiasm, breaking her own lobster shell. "Who the hell eats lobsters with forks?"