Another FBvian has observed the same phenomenon, now known as “kunkling”:
My girlfriend and I saw them a couple of weeks back sitting at a table in the bar at Nick and Sam’s. The chief ordered a single margarita (didn’t drink much of it however) and shared some calamari with Ms. Dodd (couldn’t identify her drink). Initially, it was their somewhat odd behavior, rather than the couple’s fame, which caught our eye. The chief was sitting there, ramrod straight, holding Ms. Dodd’s hand and staring at her intently. For a few minutes, it seemed okay, but when this same stance continued for a period exceeding 30 minutes, it started to seem a little unusual.It took us several minutes before it finally dawned on us that the couple we were observing was our chief and his paramour!
Give it a name: They were caught kunkling…*
*Paul will sport this mercilessly in the coming months.