He hadn't been at the party terribly long, but George was proving to be rather elusive. After parting with Ginny, Charlie had gone to do something that might have passed for mingling. This usually was simply wandering aimlessly around the room and smiling and nodding if someone made eye contact- or, rather, saw his legs and then looked up at him grinning, which inevitably made him blush. Why had he suggested something so daft as Ancient Egyptian.
In the end, however, Ninja-George had found him. They had just greeted one another when a rather lovely young woman and came up and addressed herself to George. He was a bit mystified by this exchange, and watched in silent bemusement. "Beware the ways of the Nin, dear lady," he said, trying for an air of superiority. "So sayeth the Pharoah."