"No, it doesn't work on les filles?" She smirked at his proposition and licked her lips. Instead of waiting for Roger to move out of the way so she could exit the booth, she swung a leg over his hips so she was straddling him. Stopping for a moment, she put her hands and either side of his cheeks. "Okay," She leaned in to whisper against his ear, "But if we end up leaving with 'er, it isn't my fault."
Pulling away, she winked at him before getting off of his lap and strutting over to the blonde in the red dress. Smiling, she looked over to the girl. "Bonjour belle." The girl turned to her and smiled, though she looked somewhat surprised that Fleur was talking to her. "Oh, Hello." Fleur smiled at her again before looking her up and down. "You look amazing in zat dress." The blonde giggled and leaned in closer to Fleur. "Thank you, but you shouldn't be talking. That outfit is perfect on you." Smiling, Fleur hopped onto the bar stool next to the girl. "Well, I just wanted to tell you how stunning you are." Turning around she waved to Roger, and then focused her attention to the girl again. "That's my friend Roger, I need to be getting back to him though." The girl nodded and smiled when Fleur leaned into her ear. "It's not often you see such a pretty girl sitting alone. Be careful."
She winked at the girl before strutting back to the table, Fleur climbed over Roger once again and sat down. The girl stared at the two for a moment before turning around again. Their waitress came to the table almost instantaneously with another pink drink and set it in front of Fleur. The waitress smiled, "From the woman in the red dress. She says her name is Christine."
She took a sip from the drink and looked at the waitress, "Tell 'er my name is Fleur Delacour and zat she can owl me anytime." The waitress nodded and walked off and Fleur leaned over to send Christine a wave. Focusing her attention back to Roger, she smirked. "Zat wasn't so bad. Truth or Dare, love?"