Mitchell crossed his arms in front of his chest, rather enjoying his friend's stutter. It was highly entertaining. In fact, George whole behaviour was rather odd - well, odder. "You make that sound as if you've just decide to give us all something. Were they originally all meant for Nina?" Mitchell poked around in the dark with an amused smile. His friend's logic didn't make sense and that was always a good start to a discussion.
This time Mitchell noticed the pointed glance and frowned. Was this his friend's way to remind him that he should better start to let a bit of romance in his heart and not ruin the evening? Good lord, who did he think he was? Okay, so he didn't look forward to that dinner but he wouldn't completely ruin it. Maybe make a bit of fun here and there but that never hurt, did it? It would probably do them a favour, they would just overdose on romance otherwise. And that would be a horrible death.