"You just admitted I'm fit," Ginny pointed out, raising an eyebrow at him again with a wry smile. "Does that you admit you looked at me in school, too?"
Ginny made up for .Blaise's scathing look by flashing the bartender another smile, though she really didn't have any plans to flirt more with him. Her sole interest in him lay in the access to alcohol. She pursed her lips as he asked his own questions, considering how to answer them. Hell, she was tipsy; why even pretend she wasn't going to blurt out the truth? "Thought you said I was boring New Year's Eve," she reminded him, resting her head on her hand. "Or was that for the benefit of your Slytherin friends?"
She sighed, stirring the ice in her drink. "Promise me something? You'll come drink with me again when I get my matching tattoo? I'm gonna need someone to get pissed with and I don't think Hermione or Luna drink."