Fred/Helena and whoever else is good people!
Fred had been about to reply back to Helena when his twin plopped himself down at their table. A smirk appeared on his face after he rolled his eyes. "I can't help it. It tastes so good!"
He smiled at Helena, saying, "George, this is Helena." He didn't know exactly what to call her, friend seemed a little too..not true, so he just breezed past it. "And better looking, my arse," he said, teasing lightly.