Raymond Reddington did not get jealous. He didn't let base emotions affect him. And, he certainly wasn't glaring daggers at the man across the table. But, if he were, it'd be because Liz was staring at the man's mouth.
Along with not getting jealous. He also did not feel insecure about his apperance. He never worried that Liz might have wanted someone younger. He never thought that she'd be turned off from seeing the way his belly curved out ever so slightly(sometimes farther than others). So, it didn't bother him that Liz was looking at a young and attractive man who may very well have abs.
That was him lying to himself. If he were being honest, he'd admit that he was wishing this man to have a slow and painful death, preferably by Red's hand. Of course, it wouldn't hurt his feelings if Dembe did some damage first.
Red might would have felt better if he could hear Liz's thoughts. In his mind, she was plotting ways to ditch him for this Adonis. In Liz's mind, she could only think one thing. "What the hell is stuck in this guy's teeth?"
This is just a set up chapter. That means there could very well be another seven chapters instead of six. I know I haven't done that before but this one wasn't working out any other way. Sorry that this took so long. I've been super busy.