Ron shrugged at her. "Didn't say that you were right now, was just asking when you were. I know you don't plan to stay there forever, unless she really has driven you mad." He waited impatiently for her to pour the firewhisky, though he didn't see the point. Drinking from the bottle was just as well to him.
"'Sides, I've heard the way you talk about it. You'll give up saving money for your sanity eventually." Ron got up and opened a cabinet and pulled two glasses from it for her. He hadn't been using glasses recently so he had some clean ones left. "It's not like this place costs that much." Ron hadn't exactly picked an expensive flat to live in. He hadn't seen the point, really.