Malcolm was so focused on carefully tying the tie, he didn't notice Raylan looking at him, but when he finished, he looked up and found Raylan's face right there as well. He stepped back and cleared his throat, not realizing his gaze lingered on the marshal's lips for just a second.

"Um, don't worry about the forks. You just start at the outside and work your way in. I'd say just watch which fork I use, but I skip a lot of the courses. The level of insecurity my mother is feeling in the group will determine how much of a hard time she gives me about it," he rambled before clasping his hands in front of himself.