"Just one of?" Fred looked a little disappointed, but then he grinned and took the bottle, clinking his with hers and then looking it over - turning the strange bottle around in his hands as he examined it. He shrugged, took a drink, and then seemed sure at least it wasn't something she was trying to trick him into trying.
A little sweet for his taste in beer, but it would do.
"New?" He shrugged. The only thing he'd been focused on lately were the shop, Potterwatch, and the Order - and the shop was the only thing he could talk about in public. "We're still making the plans to make a plaster of Wood's wang to sell. Wood's wood, or something, you know?"