Giggling at his response, a light air seem to come over Angelina. She was relaxed, and what seemed to be enjoying herself. Which wasn't hard to believe, Ang had always had the best of times with Fred and George, so why wouldn't she have a great time with just George? All the parties, the pranks, the teasing Oliver, the beating Umbridge, even just all the quidditch. He was her mate, so Angelina should be having an excellent time with him. Unless they were in the middle of a row, which come to think of it, Angelina couldn't remember them ever having. She'd fought with Fred, but that's because she had dated him. And couples fought, especially ones that broke up and got back together as many times as Angelina and Fred did. Oi! They had always been better as friends, the two of them had just been too blind to realize that.
Ang listened to George's half-hearted voice, and felt her own heart sink as he turned around and asked the question to her. She knew she shouldn't have asked it, but it had just flew out of her mouth. With a sigh, Angelina leaned her head onto George's shoulder. "The same, nothing..." Angelina said with a tired voice. "Have you heard of that muggle invention, the telly? Well one of my quidditch mates told me to get one, and bought me a bunch of dee vee dees. They're like a whole bunch of pictures together that tell a story. I've been doing a lot of dee vee dees." Angelina almost got it right, and she almost knew what she was talking about, but she was still a wizard trying to understand a muggle world.
Hopefully talking about muggles would get them off the topic of what they had and hadn't done for the past four months. Angelina would be perfectly okay if they just skipped that whole part, and got right back to how they were before.