"I always have a good time arguing with Flint." He said and actually smirked. He really meant it, he never got tired of their arguments. "It's just not what i had been hoping to do at a ball, ya know?" he chuckled softly.
"Well ask him. I bet he'd be happy. I mean I'd be happy to have a date with you and you know how I am:" Oliver said with a playful wink. "Really, who'd say no to a pretty girl like you?" he asked and took a bite of his chicken leg once he was done talking.