"Of course," Eduardo says, casting a brief smile over his shoulder at Olive before leaning past someone to reach for two drinks, holding them up carefully as he steps away from the table. Now as much as ever, he really doesn't want to inadvertently cause any kind of trouble, and spilling a drink on anything or anyone, including himself or Olive, definitely wouldn't do any good. His expression is fond as he holds one of the glasses out to her; it's hard to be anything else right now. "Here you go."