Verity couldn't help but grin, turning her head slightly and chuckling, knowing he was playing her. "George Weasley..." she shook her head and looked down into her glass. "Out of practice? Me?" She smirked at him, the challenge already alight in her eyes.
Every Slytherin instinct in her told her not to do this. She looked around, still no Bee. Still no Miles... No one that really mattered that she could see.
She hit the bar, ordered another round and smiled at him. "What are the stakes?"