right to the beautiful part

They just stand there, all lunch, like teenagers, it's pathetic. She has a silly smile on her face, like she's trying to make all the other 30-year-olds envious. He is a typical guy, he enjoys her smile because it makes him feel good, as does the rest of her. He enjoys that they're such a good couple, that they're on the same stage and level. And they stand here, kissing and acting, in their suits and jackets, right next to the door where everyone passes in their suits and jackets, knowing full well that if this romance ever gets in the way of their career they will need to prioritize. 'My career is more important, right now,' they'll say, as if the patheticness of having a career wasn't punishment enough.