"I try." Lucy said with a coy shrug. It was true. Katie was beautiful. She was surprised she didn't get hit on more. Nodding, DH ha to agree. It was an amazingly quaint little bar.
Nodding, Lucy understood. She knew Katie had to be having a hard time, missing quid ditch and all. She knew how important the sport was to the girl. She thought about the preset she had gotten Katie. "Well, if you're not working hard, why not play hard?" Lucy grinned.
Lucy smiled as Katie ordered the same. She missed the sweet taste of limoncello. It was a unique Italian liqueur. And in a martini it's even better, in her opinion. "And...two shots of your strongest vodka. " Lucy grinned she was trying to get Katie drunk.
When she heard Katie's suggestion, she blushed. She had been thinking the same thing. "I think I saw a flyer for a recreational league somewhere. " Lucy nodded. She should have known Katie knew about muggle sports. She was muggle born. Lucy had only recently heard about it. She supposed those types of things were drawbacks to growing up mainly in the wizard inch world. Reaching into her pocket, Lucy rolled the still shrunken gift he had bought Katie to her. It was a nice football. She had hated knowing how Katie was missing quidditch.
"It's shrunken." She whispered, explaining the size. "I thought it would be fun for you. I know how much you mush be missing quidditch."
Looking up as the bartender set down their Martinique and shots, Lucy grinned and picked up one of the shots, sliding the other to Katie with a wink. "I did say I was trying to get you drunk..."