"...are you asking me if I'd like some, or if I think we should have some for the party?" he asks after a moment. "Well - it doesn't matter. The answer to both is 'yes', anyway."

Seriously, it's weird that she keeps smiling at him and acting like everything is okay. He'd tried that. It hadn't really gone so well.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you liked planning parties."