"That's mean! You're mean!" Ollie feigned offense when she called him lazy and insinuated that he thought she was his slave. "You're already up and you're the one who mentioned it to start with!" Really, she was very, very mean for refusing him after giving him the idea to begin with.
He wrinkled his nose at the idea of working on invitations or planning for prom. What was to plan? His girlfriend was going to look hot, they were going to have a good time, it didn't need to have a lot of effort.
A game, though? He could do. "And just what is wrong with my video games?" he protested, once again feigning offense. Board games were alright, but.. nothing beat blowing shit up, really. Or rocking out on Guitar Hero.