It wasn't often that Percy wore Muggle clothing but it did happen on occasion. Of course even in Muggle-wear he was his usual Percy-ish self in black denim trousers and a button-down shirt, with a light jacket just in case a chill took over. He had spent the time before meeting his 'date' attempting to relax after his trying morning - visits with Allegra were trying at the best of times let alone when he had news to impart.
He was thankful, however, that his raffle had been won by someone he knew and had a lovely afternoon with on a previous occasion. It was also nice that as she had a child of her own, she understood his schedule in that regard. He hoped today would be a nice day, and one he planned to use as a practice for when he would have to live like a Muggle on a daily basis.
He picked her up at her place then brought them to the Devonshire Arms. It was magnificent, someplace he'd often imagined himself going to as a youth when he one day would be Minister for Magic. They were met and escorted to their first challenge, and he couldn't help smiling a little nervously at the sight of the archery field.
"Thank M-" He quickly stopped himself, remembering that Muggles probably would look askance at him giving praise to Merlin. "Thank goodness," he corrected, his eyes meeting Lisa's with an apology for his near faux pas. "Have you used a bow and arrow before? I must warn you, I'm far from athletic on occasions such as these."