“Oui… but it is so worth it… besides, it is never bad to be unzipped when he comes to pick you up. Lovers have to be good for something other than loving non?” Her hands slid down her hips. The black fabric barely skimmed. She loved how demure it was while being really quite revealing. Had she much of a chest, she likely could not wear it without a sticking charm but she’d likely be fine in it. It made her arms look a million miles long. Reaching up, she twisted her hair into a quick knot.
“Up or down…?” she asked, never thinking she might be interrupting this stranger. Though she did, finally, think of such things as introductions.
“I am terrible… pardon! I am Gabrielle. Recent transplant. I work here in the Ministry…” it still hurt a bit to say that, but she was getting better at it.