Sighing, Ron looked over at Hermione. "Can we wait on fighting about this? I'm hungry. I didn't want to be in a meeting for hours after I was supposed to go home, and now you're angry at me and I understand why. But can I at least eat first before arguing takes away my appetite?"
He wasn't sure if that was the smartest of ideas, but he was starving. And he knew that if they ended up completely angry at each other and didn't resolve things, he wouldn't feel like eating later.