"You're missing out," Millicent said. "Only shagging wizards really cut down on the pool, you know what I'm saying?"
Not that she wouldn't take a witch if she'd find one (bonus: it would get around to her sister somehow, and she would freak), but Muggles weren't as uptight. Proper, whatever that meant.
"She's all right. Would go with... that one. Or that one. No wait, her."
She pointed out a brunette with baggy jeans and low cut top. Looks like she would know her way around a girl."
It was never good to pick up girls while drunk enough to fall over, but she should give it a shot, if only to show Flint it wasn't the end of the world to be doing it openly.