Cormac laughed. "Who says strippers can't have substance?" he asked, grinning. "I think you'd just be jealous she's all over guys in public for pay and then all over you in private."
He actually felt a little bad for what he'd said at her reaction. She was supposed to be jokingly insulted. Reaching over, he patted Lavender's arm. "I know you can look hot," he said with a smile. "It's okay to take a break now and then and not look so hot."
Jokingly, he laughed and jumped off the couch. "I really hope I didn't like sit on his cum stain or something," he said with a grin. He was trying to make sure his jokes were diffused and she wouldn't take him seriously. "Not many husbands have their wives actually want to strip tease for them and give them a lap dance. Lestrange is way too lucky for his own good. Does he know that? Does he realize how lucky he is?"
He shook his head, looking between Lavender and Katie. "She didn't mean it that way and you know that. Now, I do mean it this way. You should keep him entertained, happy, and pleasured so that he doesn't go wandering to the first pussy he sees. Or with him, maybe the first dick he sees since we all know he goes both ways."