George pretended to think about it for a moment, before he shrugged with a grin, "so long as my hair isn't attached when they are pooping in it, I guess it wouldn't be a problem." He was half tempted to leave some of said hair clipping out on the window ledge just to see what would happen. It would be endlessly amusing if those blasted birds did take them. Given him something to do on those rare days off, if nothing else.
Eccentricity was what made the world go round, he was sure. He appreciated anyone who was comfortable enough with themselves to do what made them happy, despite outside opinions. Bloody hell, if he'd listened to his Mother, he'd be stuck in some Ministry job bored to tears. He certainly wouldn't be able to wear flashing bunny ears at the Ministry. "Of course," he nodded amused by the thought of her nose twitching. "Perhaps I can tweak the canary creams for Easter? A partial transformation. Rabbit ears and a twitchy nose?" He wasn't entirely sure if the creams would last or not, but testing things out was the fun part.
He grinned when she complimented his brilliance. Taking a step back, he made a flourish of bowing to her, "As always, it's at your disposal." A visit from Luna rarely ended with anything less than two product ideas. She was a wealth of inspiration.
"If I just up and left, Verity would murder me, I'm sure."