"Right. We've got to get the shop squared away before we can focus on it. But we can bring you by to consult. You're the bloke who helped with the first map, after all," George offered. He and Fred usually worked by themselves, mostly because no one else could keep up with them or understand them, since they tended to communicate in half sentences and vague sounds that the other one somehow understood, while working. But they weren't opposed to help when it was available.
"They've got that new bloke in there teaching now though. Wanker, Gin says I think." And a purist twat, according to some of the D.A.
George blinked at the question and then laughed. Because really, that kind of question only came about when someone was trying to pick you up, usually. And it wasn't as if Lupin would, but that's what George thought of, and it was sort of funny.
He choked off his chuckles by finishing his shot and then shrugged. "Bit busy." George wasn't exactly secretive about his inclinations. He liked girls. He also liked boys. He just didn't have as much experience with the latter. And George didn't have as much experience in general as Fred. Not that he was celibate, or hadn't had his fair share - he just tended to be more talk than action. "And yeah, Gin's got a girlfriend. She seems a bit all right. So are you asking why I'm not getting laid, or if I like blokes, Lupin?" Never let it be said George was subtle.