Yes (Love +1 Lewd+1)

You call over the waiter and order a few pints of beer for the three of you.

"Oh, dear boy, you didn't have to!" Martin chuckles but doesn't decline your friendly offer. Just as he previously mentioned, your table must have VIP service, because your drinks arrive in record time. With a pint each in hand, the three of you make friendly conversation. Martin seems all too happy to ramble on and on about his life stories, the 'good old days' and brag about his son's successful brewery business and several restaurants. Contrary to your initial impression of him, he doesn't seem overly smarmy or flirtatious.

As the night goes on, both you and Ada fully relax, enjoying the company.

"Just a moment, I'll have to make a quick trip to the washroom," you slur a little, your bladder feeling full after you nursed multiple pints throughout the course of the night. You make your way to the toilets, relieving yourself and sobering up a little.

When you return to your table, Martin seems to be leaning a little too close to your wife for comfort. His hand rests above her cleavage, fingers grazing against the top of her exposed bosom as he holds up her pendant to take a closer look, at least at first glance. Upon closer inspection, you notice that his gaze is clearly fixated on your wife's exposed cleavage and impressive bust, nearly burning a hole into her creamy, smooth flesh with its intensity.

Ada doesn't seem to notice, or if she does - she doesn't mind the attention. Her cheeks are slightly flushed, and she's getting giggly as she shares the story behind the pendant that you gifted her. Seems like she's getting a little aroused from receiving male attention, even if it's from a man old enough to be her father.