As Lydia kissed him, George's arms wrapped loosely around her shoulders, so that when it was done, he was still holding her to him. "You and me both, babe," he said. He liked to think he was an overall upbeat, optimistic sort of guy. The only things that could probably knock him that low again were too awful to think about, especially on a nice night like this.
"Let's not end tonight on this subject, yeah?" He said evenly, careful to keep any angry or hurt notes out of his voice, because he didn't feel that way and didn't want her thinking he did.