Ethan internally cringed at himself. He had just let his voice go an octave higher than usual. Plus he stuttered. He never stutters.

"Is there a reason your brother dragged me here?"

"Evan dragged you here?"

"Uh huh...you had nothing to do with that?"

"Not as far as I know of..why?"

"I dunno, I just figured."

"Right.."

Oh god this was so awkward, Ethan thought.
Why can't I just make a move or something?

"So Dwight, how'd hunting season go?"

Dwight raised his eyebrows.

"It was quite alright."

Odd. The Twins never showed any prior interest to Dwight's supernatural escapades.

"Good, good.." Ethan trailed off absentmindedly. "You look nice today, White Knight."

Dwight blushed softly, not really sure how to respond. "Thanks, Ethan..you look good too."

Ethan smiled in return. He was at least happy to spend some time with Dwight, and he was catching on to whatever Evan was planning.

"Dwight?"

"Yes..?"

"Can you come here a minute?"

Dwight was caught off guard for a moment."

"Oh, um, sure."

He made his way over to the oak desk that Ethan was seated at, presumably writing something.

"I wanted to know what you thought of this blueprint I made."

"A blueprint? Of what?"

Ethan blushed.

"It's a blueprint for a nursery. Audee's pregnant, you know, and I wanted to give her something truly genuine and not flashy like some of the things she might get from her socialite friends."

Dwight was unable to control the grin that bubbled from his mouth.

"That's a good idea. What did you have planned?"

"Well," Ethan started. "I was planning for a crib to go in this corner," he pointed to the left of his paper. "And then a playpen to go somewhere in the middle of the room. It has to be fairly large though. We have to fit those plastic balls somewhere."

Dwight chuckled.

"Don't you think you should wait to put the plastic balls in? I mean, they aren't exactly the safest thing for a newborn baby."

"I'm one step ahead of you. I was planning for a plastic covering to go over it; one, so that he/she won't accidentally fall in, and two, so that you won't lose any of the balls."

Dwight was at a loss.

"Wow Ethan, I would've never thought. Have you ever thought of maybe being a designer for a house or something?"

"I'm replicating Willy Wonka's chocolate factory with Evan. So maybe."

"You're impossible."