George's eyebrows went up in surprise at the blanket. "You're joking..." He smirked. "Right here, in this place that isn't ours, where it's entirely possible the owners might come in at any time?" A grin. "I sure picked the right girl, didn't I?"
For good measure, he picked up a coffee mug and chucked it over his shoulder before charging ahead to pick Parvati up again and kiss her.