Alex smiled, his sapphire blue eyes gaining that happy spark they did sometimes. "I'm glad," As Hartley filled the glasses, he began to fill up plates for both of them - taking care not to serve to much food or too meager a portion. "I'm glad, i hope you think it tastes just a good." As he set the plates on the table, he took note of the lack of utensils and turned away to go back into the kitchen. Carefully, he gathered the utensils before returning. After setting them on the table, he took a seat and placed the dinner napkin on his lap. As Hartley spoke, he attention quickly switched from the food to his beautiful wife.
"Yes, dear?" he replied, his hearing picking up the small change of tone in her voice. It seemed almost unsure, but was very clearly more serious than it had been moments ago. His expression changed to one of attentiveness as she asked if they could talk, and he leaned across the table towards her. "Of course," He completely ignored the food at the moment. "What's on your mind?"