"From that bloke... you know... the blond arse, with the.... hair." Ron made a random gesture, as if that would help, and then shrugged before tossing a last, lone cookie on the bed. "That room he has. Bloody brilliant, is what it is. I don't care if no one else trusts it. I've been eating that food for days and I haven't dropped dead yet. So eat it, Gin, don't be dumb and proud like the rest of them." Ron was surely one to talk, but this was food, which was more important than anything else, so it wasn't cheating... really... especially if Zach didn't know he was taking it, and Ron was careful to go during times when he wouldn't be seen.