"Eh," George replied with a wave of his hand, "that sounds like work." Also, he just wasn't ready. Daydreams of domestic bliss were one thing, but the reality of it was just something he wasn't prepared for. "And besides, I can't imagine there are too many houses on the market right now with water slides and garage apartments to keep my twin in."
He beamed at his brother's reaction to his gift. He was quite interested to see what Fred would do with it.
He picked up the bowl of curry and rice and a fork and shoved a heap of it into his mouth. His eyes instantly watered and he choked a bit on the spice. "Y-yeeaah," he croaked, half expecting to see flames on his breath, "that's the stuff." He blinked, then, as Fred listed the things he'd been doing. "The usual, huh? You usually spend time with girls? Since when?"