"I think dad said something about levers, once. But I didn't know what he meant," George offered unhelpfully.
"The pizza's a bit brilliant actually. The plan - well it's a start at least. We'll suss out more as we go along, right?" George gave Percy a friendly nudge with the tip of his battered shoe. "So good on you, coming back to the fold and all. You're still a prissy wanker, but you're family. Been weird, not having you about to be a prissy wanker, you know?"
George nodded. "Yeah. We'll let them know soon. Once we get the quill charm in place and all, and get your portkey done." George pursed his lips and then asked abruptly. "So are you shagging Clearwater then? Or trying to? We could make you a diagram of where things go, if it'd help."