"Brilliant," Fred answered, making the last notice and locking the money away for George to go and deposit in the morning. "Just like every day." Because even on days where everyone seemed to have crabs up their arses, they were still at the WWW, and the mood was always a lot lighter than it usually would be elsewhere.
"Drinks, huh? I could go for a drink or twelve. " And he had something he needed to yell at her about, he thought vaguely, but he'd slept since then and couldn't quite remember what it was. It would come to him with a few drinks though, he was sure. "Muggle place, though. Tom's a bit sore with me."