"Oh did she? Brill indeed," George said before lowering his head and turning to Verity like she was his secret ally. "Of course. I know ya wouldn't make it for someone like him, would ya?" he whispered back and looked up to Fred suspiciously, as if making sure his brother wasn't overhearing their conversation, and eventually ending up grinning, unable to keep his poker face.
"I'm fine, I'm fine, at least now that ya are here, sweetie," George said with a smile lingering on his lips and put his arm out to tuck some of Verity's hair behind her ear. For no particular reason really, unless wanting an excuse to touch her hair counted as a particular reason. It probably did. "Just had one darling of a customer. She did waste my time for several hours and managed to be as annoying as a pack of spoiled kids, but otherwise, the best customer I've ever had the pleasure to serve, honestly."