George raised his hands and pointed to the top of his head. "I planned something." He just wanted to make that absolutely clear. What was the problem with everyone getting together. So he wouldn't have to make his devotion so painfully obvious.
He glanced from Nina to Mitchell and back to Nina. His tone was quite nervous when he decided it was best to just hide his devotion for now. "I... No no, why? I mean I've got enough for everybody. Annie can borrow..." He tapped his own head a bit. "It-it would be nice, for all of us. You know. Like a big... Nice... dinner." What he didn't say, but was on the very verge of it, was please. He was very nearly ready to beg. Plead. On his knees if he had to.