"Zat would be vairy nice of you," she smiled, attempting English again. She really had to learn, and hoped that her frequent language jumps were not startling. "You seem to 'ave many connections," she said, finding it interesting especially for his age. "We will talk later, oui? Tonight eez for fun!" Gabbi clapped her hands once enthusiastically.
"Even eef we were not friends- weech we are- I would veeseet," she smiled. "I am sure zat a Montague would 'ave a most beautiful 'ome!"
The paleness of her skin and hair became more evident in the lighting of Escapism, and already she noticed heads turning toward the glow. For a moment she stood up taller, chest out, quite proud of the attention... but then she remembered she was with somebody. Grinning sheepishly and re-finding her grip on Guiliano's arm, she moved toward their seats.
"Oh, I love Charlotte and Lucas so! ...and my Fleur! La, and Bill!" Her eyes sparkled at the mere thought of them all. "My idea stands, zough, zat I should really leave zem to zemselves," she nodded. "Fleur does not need me eating all of her food."
She tossed her long hair behind her shoulders, her own statement making her realize she was hungry. "Deed you want somezing to eat, Gulie?" she asked, hoping he did.