It had taken a regrettable amount of time for Baxter to be able to plan and organize the boat picnic that Odira had suggested months ago, but at least they had made plans between then and now. This had been her very first suggestion though and clearly something she wanted to do, so Bax had taken great care in making sure everything was prepared for the outing.

Mrs. Parker had prepared a spread unlike any other. Bax worried it was a little too fancy for the occasion, but he was also not about to argue with his housekeeper who was the only one who really knew how Bax felt about Odira. She assured him that this would impress but with an air of casualty that suggested he didn't think about to too much. He didn't think that was actually a thing he should worry about, but he was going to take her word for it. Regardless, it was packed with a generous amount of finger foods, cheese, fruit, little sandwiches, lemonade, the works, Baxter had actually had to put a charm on it to make it lighter it was so heavy.

He stood at the end of the dock looking out at the lake itself in the Sunday afternoon sun as he waited for Odira to arrive, trying not to look as anxious as he felt. Was there really anything to be worried about? Bax kept trying to talk himself out of the nerves; clearly there was something between them, they both knew it now, he shouldn't try too hard to impress right? Wrong. Baxter had failed so miserably with Miriam (for other reasons, he reasoned),but he wanted to make sure he did this right. By the time he'd gone around in a worry circle again, he turned to find her coming his way down the dock and tried to suppress that little flutter he got at first sight of her. "Hello," He greeted with an easy smile. "Looks like perfect weather for the afternoon." Thank Merlin for that.