Where had the rest of her drink gone? Gleny cocked an almost pathetic look down at the now almost-empty glass, truly sad her pink, drinkable fun was close to ending. How else were they going to have fun? You needed drinks that tasted like fun to have fun, everyone knew that.
WAS IT ON HER DRESS? In a fleeting moment she looked down at her front in a panic. Her beautiful, luminous dress that made her feel so pretty it almost made her want to cry at how pretty she actually felt in it, it was magical, beyond magical to the point where-- oh it was fine.
"Phew," she sighed, placing her glass on the table as carefully as possible. That--- none of that business thank you very much. Wait--- she jerked her head toward Vinny. Him instead?! Oh great Merlin god! "Your fancy attire!" she cried, her hands going up in the air. This was horrible! How were they going to look like the fabulous people that they were with stains?
"I know cleaning spells!" she blurted, her eyes lighting up again. She could--- yes! Gleny shot up from her seat, knowing exactly what needed to be done to save this catastrophe. "To the men's loo!" she said, pointing toward the general direction of the bathrooms with one hand while grabbing Vinny's with the other. Practically skipping forward, she tugged Vinny along, giggling as they went.
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