Fred/Helena and whoever else is good people!
Fred raised his eyebrows. He wasn't disappointed, least ways not in her. "Are you sure? I mean, you've technically already met them, so its not important." What was important was that she had a good time.
Spotting an empty table nearby, Fred pulled out a chair for Helena to sit on, smirking slightly. If his family wanted to meet Helena, which he was sure they did, they would have to come over to them. He wasn't going to drag her around like a show horse.