"Morning," she said, smiling at her son. "I'm fine, thanks. How are you? Busy or have you got some time?"
She automatically looking around him to make sure he'd picked up after himself. Some habits died hard and although Ginny was anything but a clean freak, she didn't want her sons to be complete pigs.
"Fancy having a bit of brunch with me downstairs? I wanted to chat to you about a few things, love."