Fleur sent a little pout at him. "Zen I suppose I wore pretty zings for nozing," Fleur said with a sigh, slowly undoing her dress, and glancing over her shoulder at him, as she had pulled out her skimpy (and expensive) french lingerie for their little reunion, and as she dropped her dress, she splayed herself out across the bed with a bit of a come hither look. "Sure I canno' convince 'oo?"