The girl was asian. Like Cho Chang, except younger. Now it wasn't any secret that Ron was absolutely horrible with girls of all kinds, but he knew how to tell when someone had been crying. Her eyes were red, for one thing. So she was either down with some really odd disease or she had been shedding tears over one reason or another. And the fact that she was out and about on her own without anyone there to help her along? It sort of suggested that she might be lost. "I'm Ron," he told her, doing his very best to look at least a little pleasant. Tiny kids usually annoyed him and Ron never did mind making a show out of calling them names (as he often did when he was prefect back at Hogwarts), but this girl didn't seem like she needed anyone to be hard on her right now.
He ran a hand through his hair and glanced over his shoulder. It didn't look like he was going to get anywhere with this Chloe thing. Maybe helping this girl out would allow him to actually accomplish something before the night was through. "Well, er, if you want I can help you out a bit? Who're you looking for?"