"I don't think you're old fashioned," Romilda corrected hastily, "I meant without the aid of potions. Just relying on my own 'feminine wiles'." She smiled at him innocently. "About me? Well, I live in Knightsbridge with my mother; she works for Mother London. My best subjects at Hogwarts were Potions and Herbology. I was in Gryffindor. And I like to go dancing on weekends. Is that enough? Or should I divulge my deepest, darkest secrets as well?"
Romilda stared at him. "I was not disgusting at school. I had a very extensive personal care routine," she sniffed. Disgusting. Honestly.