Penelope attempted to comb her hair with her fingers in hopes of returning it to its pre-snogging state. She may not have looked her greatest this morning but if her hair was suddenly a wild bird's nest, the goblin might notice something amiss. "Next time we snog this close to a dragon, remind me to bring it a steak or something," she whispered, cracking a grin. Penny was in an amazing mood.
As they approached the goblin again, Penelope told him that the photographs should turn out well and that Gringotts would be pleased with the results. She climbed in the cart with a resigned sigh, allowing room for Charlie to get in next to her. Penny surreptitiously gave him a once-over, making sure he wasn't showing any outward signs of their little display of affection. "Just kill me now." And once more her head was buried in his shoulder, nuzzled in closer to his neck this time.