"What else would I be known for I wonder? My handsome face, flying skills..." he trailed off and waited for Katie to come up with something better - George knew she probably had some ideas.
"Oh? What's going on? Or are you even allowed to talk about it?" George was interested, it was Quidditch, but he caught on Katie's tone and was genuinely ready to listen.
"Maaaaaybe. I'm taking her to France for dinner and to stay the night." Trying to play it off, he looked around the shop to see where all his employees were stationed before giving Katie one of his winning, mischevious smiles.