The Fire sector doesn't hold much interest for Tonks, but she hasn't explored it much and has nothing better to do today. It really isn't any more interesting than she thought it would be, except -

Well, there's a face she knows (and the expression, too!) She can't exactly tell if Gene looks like that all the time, or if there's something going on today that has made him particularly unpleasant, but whatever the case, general lack of personableness has never put her off talking to people she knows.

She strolls over, hands in the pockets of her coat and a pleasant smile fixed on her face (because someone in this equation needs to be smiling, and if Gene's not going to do it...) "Wotcher, Gene."