Good little boy

As Remo and Abby enjoyed the fireworks display, Tony and Olivia found themselves standing at another spot on the yacht, away from them but still with a clear view of the colorful spectacle lighting up the sky.

Tony leaned against the railings, his arms folded as he watched the fireworks burst and dance across the night sky. Olivia stood beside him, as she gazed out at the breathtaking scene before them.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Tony remarked, his voice filled with awe as he watched the vibrant colors painting the darkness.

Olivia nodded, a smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Absolutely stunning," she agreed.

"You're smiling," Tony commented casually, as if he couldn't believe it.

Olivia's expression hardened, her eyes narrowing slightly as she turned to face him. "And you're observant," she retorted, her tone laced with sarcasm.