Daphne couldn't help but smile slightly up at Adrian. She honestly hadn't expected him to be so willing to play along but she certainly wasn't complaining. If she was going to have a fake fiance for the night, at least it was an incredibly attractive one. She glanced back towards the bar and realized that she had no idea what she wanted to drink.
"I'll have whatever you're having, dear," she said, tone almost sickeningly sweet as she leaned up on her toes and placed a quick kiss on his cheek. Thank Merlin she wasn't that short because he was bloody tall. Did she remember him being this tall? Well, actually, she had never really given him much thought. Except for on those occasions that she listed off Pureblood men that she would have preferred to be sold off to. Adrian Pucey was definitely one of the men that made that list.