George figured her stunned silence meant he was right, this was her. His brain was numb for all of five seconds before he started to laugh. "Bloody hell, Als, give a bloke a heart attack why don't you!" He leaned back into the wall, letting go of her hips and put a hand to his forehead. "You couldn't have let me in on that little secret before you were on top of me? I mean, I won't lie, it's not like I've never imagined you with you clothes off before, but the scenarios were a bit different than this." He smiled at her, very amused by this strange turn of events, but back to his normal self after getting over the initial shock. He did however make a point of not staring at her chest now that the truth was out, as difficult as that was for him.
"So... when did this start? You know, if you were hard put for money, you could have come to me. I'd have happily given you a job at the shop. But seeing as you're bloody talented up there on that stage, I imagine you make more here than I could pay you at the shop, so I guess I understand."