Pansy covered her mouth with her hand, trying not too laugh all that loudly.
"Sugar and spice and everything nice?" she cooed, winking. She'd seen he used a different sauce for his own bite, but didn't plan to point that out. She was a Slytherin, and they won by any means necessary. Even if it was by omission.
She stood up and headed into the kitchen, patting Blaise's back. "It's okay. We all have our weaknesses."