[When it comes, Yagyuu meets the look with an expression best described as dryly amused, eyebrows arched as his glance likewise flicks from Niou to the chair and then back again; his tone, when he speaks, is the perfect complement to the expression.]

Are you planning to have me order for you while I'm at it? Cover the check for the both of us?

[He moves for his chair, settling Lady and her nest carefully into it, and then circles back around toward Niou's, stepping just slightly too close—enough that their arms bump lightly at the elbows—as he goes by to retrieve the chair for his partner.]

See you home to your front door when we're through, perhaps?