Fred had a couple hours to himself, where he didn't need to be at the shop or The Hanged Man, so he decided he was going to go grab a bite to eat. That wasn't too bad of a plan, he thought. So he left his flat, and started making his way down the street toward the diner.
As he walked, he saw a rather wet, but rather familiar looking female figure. Hermione? He would say it couldn't be, but he knew it definitely could be.
He started toward the familiar looking figure, trying to determine the girl's age before fully approaching her. If she was around the age where Fred had died, he might come as a shock to her. But... then again, this whole place probably came as a shock to her.
"Hermione," he called. He hadn't been able to determine if she was from past when he has died or not, but maybe she would think him to be George at first. And a familiar face might be a good thing for her. He knew that familiar faces were always welcome, when he first arrived.