Pansy tilted her head and smiled at Antonin. 'You're very helpful! I just knew you were the person to go to...' She beamed at him.
Her eyes narrowed slightly as she thought. 'Belize? South America?' she guessed. She wasn't sure, though. 'Tourist industry? Do you deal in anything other than the hotels in that area?' Most of what she did, she would insist on being conservative, with as much of an assured return as possible, even if time consuming. But, thanks to what Gilderoy had left her, she could also afford to try some of the more interesting, albeit riskier prospects.
Pansy looked at Polly as her daughter seemed to be trying to show off her new toy to everyone in the room. 'Oh, owww,' she said with a giggle. That had looked painful!
'So tell me about the new little Dolohov,' she insisted. 'Last time I saw you, you didn't say a word, you sneaky devil!' she teased.