There was something about that blush on Frankie's cheeks that had Penny leaning forward on the table. The mention of her dress gave her the perfect opening to reach out to touch Frankie's hair. It was just a light brush of fingertips against blue tips, but it had Penny biting the corner of her lower lip as her gaze met theirs. "Thank you, I wanted to match," she admitted, settling back into her seat again.
"They have the best whiskey here, can I order our first round? I think you'll love the Fools Gold, it is one of my absolute favorites," she said, not even needing the drink menu to know which was her favorite. This was one of the many bars that Phoenix and Penny tended to frequent to pick up muggles to roll at poker games.