"I don't mind if you do mean it. And I don't want one of the others to swoop in first." But was right he would get railroaded right into going to some other room because he wasn't good at speaking up or saying no when it came to pretty girls.
He sat on the edge of the bed with her with a smile still on his face. "How have you been?" He couldn't help it, the small talk just sort of seemed to happen whenever he got alone with her. It was like some weird nervous knee-jerk reaction.