It takes him a few minutes to get the drinks; the place is busy tonight, seems even busier than when he stepped outside to get away from the crowds for a bit. The bartenders are hopping, and they do move quickly, but with the sheer numbers of people needing drinks, there's a wait.

But he does return, pausing when the crowd thins out, away from the bar, to search out Olivia and their table. He grins when he sees her, hoisting a glass in greeting and then making his way to her.

"Here you are." He places one beer in front of her, sits, and takes a sip of the other before setting it on the table in front of himself, hands folded around it.