Ron looked over and opened one arm to see what she was swiping at, but he couldn't see anything. He shrugged inwardly. If she was going to be in the Alley, then she might as well come see the place. Granted, probably better to be there shorter. Damn George. And why couldn't he know? After all, it would be Ron's doing if she showed up there in the first place.
But he waited quietly, taking in the comfort of a real kitchen. He didn't even keep dish towels folded, though Harry seemed to be a bit excitable about that. "I guess we'll have to see what George is on about first."