Though he usually managed to respond to most people over the journals when they first were brought into to the village, George usually wasn't able to catch up with them face-to-face within the first few days, or even sometimes the first few weeks. Running a timewarp-village was an incredibly busy process that took up almost all of his time. But he had always liked Emmeline while they were in the Order together, though that time hadn't lasted very long, and so with the coincidental occurrence that he had a spare minute or two, he was happy to go buy her a pint.
George pulled the door open and waved at Emmeline with a large smile on his face. She was younger than he remembered, but still recognizable as herself. And probably still just as bad-ass, he chuckled to himself. "Hey," he said, stepping back a bit to let her inside and out of the cold air. "welcome to Weasleytown! That's not the official name or anything. In fact, I'm not sure we've even come up with an official name yet." He shrugged. "But that's not really high on the List of Things, or maybe our secretary changed it not to be. I don't remember. Anyway, I'm George. Fred's upstairs in the shower, so you might have to meet him another time. But just remember, I'm the more handsome one between us."