Anne's not shy about public displays of affection, and having a scorned bro pay witness to it is even better. She leans into Eddie's touch and looks at him, watches him, and despite the intentional melodrama she feels the flutter of very real affection. Husband.

No regrets.

"Very weird. We always forget to sight see." She watches him suggestively over the brim of her wine glass as she takes a sip, then checks the time and calls the bartender over for the tab (don't argue Eddie she's paying for both). "We should finish up and head over to our gate."