Oh how she could have thanked Oliver for speaking up right then. the fool was about to open his mouth and say something to, likely, push her over the edge of stupidity tolerance. But now the muggle's attention was on Oliver. But it wasn't just his speaking up. The way he finished his drink all no nonsense, and the stood up, muscled arms crossed...
Be still my heart.
The man was perfection in Demi's eyes in that moment, and she felt all kinds of 'silly little woman' right then. Oh how Lexi would chortle at her right then, because there was no doubt that her twin would easily see and translate the half-besotted look that came over her. She just loved a man who could intimidate with little effort. She had to bite on her bottom lip and lower her eyes to keep the appreciation from showing enough for the casual observer to pick up on. but still, despite biting her lip, there was a slight smile to be had.
"I don't see how this conversation involves you, mate. Just between us, right love?" The idiots hand slipped from her shoulders to her waist, causing Demi to react immediately, that gesture too intimate for her liking. This had her right up next to Oliver, and she quickly moved to place a hand on one of his crossed arms and glared at the muggle.
"I am not your 'love'. Now leave. me. alone."
The man's eyes narrowed, at her, but then he looked back up to Oliver and thought differently. "Fine, have it your way." He distinctly heard the man mutter 'slut' as he turned away and had her wand quickly in her hand, covertly hidden between her and the bar, and sent a stinging hex right at his arse. That sent the man on his way faster, going to the table to, hopefully, say he was leaving.