"Yeah, well," Ron started with a bit of a shrug, "who thought that I'd ever turn out to be the hard working sort of fellow, eh?" He certainly didn't. Ron enjoyed being lazy just as much as the next person, if not even more. He never thought that he'd be the one to come into work early every day, his heart bent on the work that he was given. He wanted to get on the cases. To help everyone as much as possible now that he was finally able to. Or to at least try.
"If you count flipping through the same old magazines as busy," Ron stated, rolling his eyes. "What's on your mind?" He asked, shutting the door behind her before he began to lead the way into the kitchen.