Lee had a point - sometimes it did get old being her and having people act the way they did, but when she wasn't in a foul mood, she could see the humour in it. On comparing himself to Gandhi, Fleur covered her mouth with her hand to suppress her laughter.
"Eet does 'get old' being me, but I 'ave not yet figured out 'ow to 'ave men know me wizzout making fools of zemselves or saying ridiculous zings. Gandhi, 'owever, ees a new one. I will 'ave to remember eet." Fleur tugged Lee's tie a little harder, then let go and started to walk without checking to see if he was following her.
"So, you zink I should stop dating Roger because zere are ozzer people? I would look like some sort of putain, non?" Fleur teased, trying and failing to squash the Veela in her that so often wanted to toy with men. "What about poor Roger?"