Pansy glared when he accused her of lying, even though she was.
Delicately, she sniffed the air. 'Yes, you did,' she told him, trying not to giggle. 'A nice hot shower and change of clothes. You said Draco sent you some for your birthday?' she suggested innocently.
'I do NOT have a plotting face. You can't tell when I'm plotting! I mean....I don't plot! I'm not plotting!' Pansy insisted.