Genie was, perhaps, vain, for she reveled in being looked over with an appreciative set of eyes. She liked the positive attention and she generally tried to keep it, especially when she did have detracting elements with her hidden scars. But she never worried about those until the time came, and even then, if they didn't find her sexy well what use did she have for them?
"Something hot sounds excellent," she said, pushing a strand of curls back behind an ear, gaze deliberately on him as she said hot. "Give me one too, please," she told the man at the bar, pulling the money out of a tiny pocket of the dress. She had brought enough in wizarding money, though she also had a fold of Muggle bills around her quality fake ID and two keys hooked together. The rest she tucked back in, where they disappeared into a marvel of sewing not magic.
She lifted the shot to him him when it arrived, gaze on his warmly over the edge of the glass. "Cheers," she said, tilting it and her head back and letting it burn its way down her throat pleasantly. She licked her lips as she opened her eyes again in appreciation. "Oh yum," she said in a husky voice.