"Darling, when would either of us have time to see other people?" she asked, her face lighting up with a smile anyway. She knew she was older than Callahan and she wasn't sure that any of her friends liked that she was dating a Halfblood from an entirely different social class but... She didn't care. She liked him, very much so, and that was all that mattered to her. "We are exclusive, always have been as far as I'm concerned. You didn't need to mention it."
Tracey rolled her eyes. "Let's not talk about Patrick and his fancies whether fleeting or not," she said. "I want to dance. You can forget about the masks and Voldemort and tell me what a wonderful dancer I am and I can show off. It's a win-win," she said, lacing her fingers with his. "Please?"