"You say that like it's a bad thing! The more Weasley's, the better!" So far, Ron had taken in the most out of all of then. He was already starting to feel a bit dizzy. But as far as he was concerned, that was a good thing. So long as he didn't stand up or anything. Because then he'd start having problems with the balance and all. "And, you know, I've been saying the same thing for ages. No one knows real pain until they've lived under the same roof as those two gits."
Grinning, he glanced off at Megan and then at Spencer. Even if he wasn't on the verge of being completely drunk, Ron wouldn't have noticed the awkward tension between the two of them. He wasn't so brilliant with the relationship sort of stuff. Maybe if they just lost it and started to flat out scream at one another, he might have picked up a hint or two. But otherwise? Ron would remain completely clueless about it all. He had a bit more to drink, then nodded as Megan started to pour more around. He wasn't joking around when he said he had plans on getting himself entirely wasted. This was, as Ron would later claim, very serious business.