In the last five years and especially once she'd moved out of her parent's house, Astoria had let herself indulge in wearing more and more Muggle fashion, much to her delight. They had so many options! It helped that it had become quite trendy to embrace things of a Muggle nature after the war, as if it would somehow make up for all the death and destruction before. It didn't, of course, but it at least meant she could wear what she liked without people having fits about what was proper for someone who was dating a Malfoy. One of her favorite things of course, having been the discovery of the little black dress that was a Muggle wardrobe must-have.
She laced her fingers with his, smiling a little and arching a brow. "Brunello, hmm? We haven't been there in a while." In fact, he tended to save it for special events, and she felt the tiniest flutter in her stomach before she ruthlessly tamped it down. "How was your day then?"