It wasn't just the words themselves but also the boldness of them that made Etta's eyebrows jump up her forehead. For some reason, despite her bold quidditch playing, she didn't associate her with that way of talking. "Not figured out what you like on your own yet?" she asked, curious. She wasn't sure if Lily wanted advice, just to say the words out loud, or something in between.
A guy on the dancefloor made eye contact with her just then, and even though he was attractive there wasn't an immediate connection for her. In fact she got a bad feeling from him and she cut her eyes away and turned towards Lily and looked at her more closely. "You want to talk about this or distractions?" she asked. Her people and body language skills were deeply imperfect outside of funeral industry related topics, but that was a little broader than people might imagine.