Fred and George both cocked their heads back in shock. Layla had their undivided attention. Fred nodded, then opened his mouth to ask why, but saw that she wasn't finished yet, and decided against interrupting her. He nodded his approval of this idea. "Yeah, you two!" Fred's best option for speaking out of turn was to side with his fiancee. "What difference does age make? We are getting married, after all!" he turned to Layla, and sat on the arm-rest of her chair. Proffering his hand for her to take hold of, he shot her a wink, then turned back to Joanna and Eliza to wait for their answer.