At least he was agreeing with her. She knew that it was a big deal here that he was coming back to the major leagues and actually going out in public. She (and the rest of the Quidditch team back home) had had enough problems getting him out on the town when nobody knew who he was. Having him here -- well, she was glad to see that he was settling in and enjoying himself. Sometimes you just had to let go of things in order to move on.
"Hmmm, am I? But the kind of dancing you guys do here..." she pursed her lips in a thin line and shot him an unimpressed look as he spun her, "...it's so stuffy!" Maybe if she managed to get enough beer into herself and Vinny (or wine, maybe, since this was such a fancy shindig) she could liven up the place a little. Surely people would be receptive to letting loose a little.
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