"Gwenog," she replied with a polite nod. "And yeah, tables are at a premium, and I already have glitter," she said, gesturing to the stray sparkles across her collar bones and chest. She hadn't arrived with them but there was enough in the air to transfer.
Her mouth curled into a pleased, but smirking smile. "I am, hot women in slinky dresses or tight trousers, hot men with their tops off, hot people in general, and I get to use magic and there's potential to get sweaty along with the hot! What's not to love?" she asked, her eyes sliding back down Pansy's distracting dress.