[Oh come on you two let him have a little bit of fun. How could he not buy such a thing when Miles had sounded so amazed over its sheer existence?

But if no one else was going to bring it up he was not going to say anything either. Instead, making a b-line towards the bedside drawer to rummage for the corkscrew and eventually pulling open the fresh bottle of champagne with a satisfying pop.]

You know buttering him up like that is only going to turn him into a tomato. Not that it isn't fun seeing him get so flustered.

[Walking over he held out a half-filled glass for each of them. His eyes brushing over the sight of them both already getting close.]

But the last thing we want to do is intimidate him, this is all pretty new for him after all.

[Not that he was one to talk. Although he at least had experience under his belt, this situation as a whole new level for him.]