"Turned into a what?" Tracey was only partially paying attention to the witch next to her when the rest of her focus was spent looking for her mate. And yes, she was attractive enough, but not someone she would have expected Theodore to pick up and bring home. Though, witches like Astoria didn't just wander home with wizards that asked nicely. They expected much, much more.
And then another thought hit her. "Circe! He didn't pay for you, did he?" Why in the world Theodore Nott would ever have to pay for sex was beyond her. Of course, the witch was hardly dressed as a seductress. The Oh God hit her ears and she donned the confused look again. "Maybe I'm not understanding. Though I'm hardly awake. Where is Nott?"