Lydia hums softly with contentment against Matt's lips when he lets his kiss linger. Then, she draws back a little. "Yeah, actually...so far, so good. Steve's pretty good at this and Gracie's such a sweetheart. So after lunch, we're going to do Steve and Allison's scenes and then just Allison's and then we'll be done and I think Gracie is going to cut everything together for me," she answers, picking at his plate absently and taking a little carrot stick to pop into her mouth. It doesn't occur to her that she's crossing a boundary. That's probably an indication that she is, indeed, in pretty deep at this point.

"What about you? How's your day going, sweetie?" she asks, leaning against him a little to give him a gentle nudge before turning her attention to her food. It doesn't look all that appetizing. Lydia tends to save the real food for dinner, like a pat on the back to herself from herself for a day of hard work. So lunch is kind of gross. It is what it is.