“Don’t worry too much,” he said. “My plans generally go as I expect they will.”
“That is the sort of statement that makes people want to throw things at your head.” She sighed. “Such schemes and secrets are much like a romantic novel. What comes next, George? You will give me lessons in how to behave in society, and I will fall wildly in love with you?”
Why wouldn’t she stop touching the ring? It was most distracting. “I wouldn’t argue with the second part,” he said lightly, “but the first sounds like far too much work. And I’m sure you’d give me one of those withering glances if I even tried."
"he said lightly." I love little subtlety like this.