"Don't look at me like that. You pout and I want to kiss it better, and we've decided that's a bad idea." Blaise wondered which of them had that bright idea. It was a little fuzzy at this point with the feel of her skin still on his fingers.
"Are you ready to call it a night?" He asked when she mentioned the Floo. "It's a work day tomorrow and I don't want to keep you up past your bedtime, Pansy."