As soon as the barmaid leaned over, Ron did as well. So much, in fact, that he ended up losing his balance entirely and toppling onto the floor. Chair sprawled out beside him on the floor, Ron cursed and scrambled back onto his feet. Looking sheepish, he offered the barmaid a lopsided sort of smile and rubbed at the back of his head. Then he extended his arm out and said, "Hi. I'm Ron Weasley. You know. Harry Potter's best mate." Yeah, using that card would totally win the lady over. Or at least he was certain of it in that moment.
Swaying a little, he grinned. "We save the world, you know. On a daily basis. I'm the sidekick. Except, you know, not. Harry couldn't do any of his heroic acts without me. We're a team, yeah? A fantastic team! D'you....d'you wanna be a part of our team?"