On three, let us all shoot her in the back, Gabrielle thought to her mates and Fleur. Knowing that she looked ridiculous, she kept fidgeting, close to tearing the dress off of herself. She wouldn't tear the bows out of her hair though, she didn't want her hair damaged.
Fleur led the way into the east dining room, where the table had already been set. The food appeared on the table magically, ready for them to eat. Gabrielle waited for Lisa to be seated so she could sit on her lap.
"Zis looks wonderful!" Mr. Delacour declared, his mouth watering.