"They are aren't they?" Cho agreed while watching the bloke she'd wave over push his way through the crowd. "Much better than that guy." That was the only disappointment with Cho's decision not to date quidditch players. Too many of her acquaintances were not as fit as she would have liked. Not that there was anything wrong with a little bit of cushion, she just preferred the cut quidditch players had to their muscles.
"Dog homicide," she nodded and laughed at the thought of the idea. "Then how shall we get home?" Cho knew she was too wasted to safely floo home and her appointed babysitter for the evening was in the same predicament. It looked as if Cho would actually be splurging for a room upstairs that evening.