"You smell like a chimney, too. Was Capper around you? Ginny's friend. She smokes like salmon too, you know. And I don't sodding know, they're off their rockers, yeah? Why would you do half the shit they do?" But Fred looked curious now, biting his lip and thinking. After a minute he shrugged, "I guess we'll need to go back and see." He was pretty sure he could find the right grate again. Of course, his wand arm was probably useless for a week....
He grimaced, but then thought of something and turned back to his brother. "Did I win my bet?"