"Good. Because I really would take it personally," she teased, bumping her hip against his and giving him a small smile. "I don't envy you though. Reliving memories isn't necessarily what you want right now."
Her mouth formed an 'o' when Dylan told her about ex-shags and, inquisitive as ever, she looked around the congregation again. "Well... At least most of the people here are good-looking?" she said, trying to see the silver lining. "At least he doesn't have bad taste."
"Might be but hey, I'm the only woman in the house and if you say no, James's grandmother might just come and kidnap you," she told him with a grin. "Pub food it is and you'll do more than eat, you'll enjoy what you're eating. We can see if Sirius and James want to come too if you want?"