Gemma glanced at Cho's on choice of apparel for the night and smiled. "Dorky or not, there's nothing wrong with wanting a souvenir if you want one. But I can definitely do fruity and alcoholic." She spotted a bar along the one side of the room cordoned off from the general area to prevent young people from getting in.
"Romilda's got contacts," she said approvingly as they headed toward the bar. "She's got a good head on her shoulders too. I'd love to know her secret too, though."