"Good man," George enthused. He fetched the free box, he was a man of his word after all. Mostly. Unless the word was just him having a go in the first place. He bagged it up, ringing Jack through and then handing over the bag and change.
"They've both got their perks," George answered. He saw loads of perks in girls, but no chance of Weasley fertility shining through was a pretty damn good selling point for blokes, too.
"So you want me to run you out, or you want to come up for a drink?" he asked. Fred had moved in with Verity ages ago, but George still kept their flat above the shop.