It was a food-centric event. Roman wasn't such a hardass that he couldn't take the time out for a dinner break. He left Zale and Noelle to their own devices, wondering if that would prove to be a bad idea in the end, and got himself a plate of moussaka and spanakopita to enjoy by himself at an unoccupied section of table.

Well. He still kept an eye on them from across the room. Just to make sure Zale wasn't getting himself in trouble.