At the slight glower George just smiled innocently. Glowers tended to have no affect on him - unless they came from his mother, of course.
"Ooo, in amongst the Welsh Greens now, hey?" George knew a little more about dragons than the average person who didn't work with them thanks to his brother Charlie's fascination with them. He noticed the little sigh and wasn't sure if it was his place to say something. Wasn't she happy being closer to home and family and friends?
"Yeah, very handy." George agreed. "Although I think they could be tweaked just a little bit." Both Twins seemed to have a thing for improving on products and making them better.
The server came back, realising George was staying for a bit and put his food on a plate and Fred and Verity's lunches in bags. "Thanks lovely," he thanked the server and started munching on some of his own chips (he has skipped out on the fish today, just opting for chips because they were easier to eat on the go).
"Mmm, booming," he replied, swallowing a mouthful of chip. A little grin of pride came to his face when he talked about his shop. It was his and Fred's creation - it was only right to be proud of it. "Fred's good. He is in his element at this time of year. We just shove him out in the back room and he keeps creating new products. You should stop by some time."
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