Ron's nose scrunched at her greeting, as it always did when she reminded him of how low on her list of priorities he was."I was great till you walked in," he teased before sticking out a brief tongue at her. For a few moments he continued unpacking the hairy slinkies. Relocating them from the box to a display barrel that would be making it's way to the front of the shop later that day.
The sight of the muffin was cause enough for him to stop working and join her at the basket. Peering into the large gamut of food tucked neatly away. "Ooo!" his eyes lit up and he glanced at Ginny. "D'you spit in all these already?" He didn't wait for an answer as he retrieved a roast beef sandwich wrapped neatly in wax paper with his name scrawled on it.