George put a hand around the back of his neck, giving her a crooked smile. "Okay, if you say so."
George just shrugged. "Not my style, I guess," he said. "I guess I'm just a bit of a flirt sometimes. Must be the ol' Weasley charm." He winked at her, chuckling.
"Alright, I'm holding you to both of those statements," he said, grinning. Hopefully she remembered at least this part of their conversation in the morning. He looked over at the building as he slowed, nodding. "This is the one," he said, moving to the door and opening it. "Ladies first."