That little shift in her expression when at his suggestion wasn't lost on Mike at all; so a moment later, after cracking open a beer, he moved to join her in the living room. "Open the file, babe. We'll go through all the picks together, and any time we disagree the final vote will just go to you. If we buckle down we can probably make a dent in the list before the pizza gets here." The ceremony and decorations really didn't matter to him, but leaving her holding the bag to go through it all on her own wasn't cool either. So instead of stripping down at all Rigs just grabbed a seat on the couch, sighing softly as the weight was finally off of his cybernetic leg. After setting the case of beer down on the coffee table O'Hare fished out his phone, placed the order for dinner, and turned his attention back to Jimmy and the task at hand.