Penelope was fairly comfortable with the topic of sex as long as it didn't gravitate too much to her love life specifically. She might have answered a question if anyone were to ask, but she thought she was pretty safe here amongst Charlie's blood relatives. No one wanted to know.
She wanted to mention that Ginny was perfectly allowed to ask her over even if she didn't need anything in particular, but didn't want to push the subject too far. Penny had only recently re-entered the extended Weasley family, and this time on the arm of a different brother. She didn't want it to seem like she was trying too hard to be a part of their group.
"I have until August to think of or come across something spectacular," she said confidently, wondering what the tallest heel was that someone could reasonably walk in.
"I don't want to imagine trying to have a party this size at Charlie's place." His flat was fine for a bachelor living alone, but everyone here would be rather uncomfortable if forced to attend a party there. Penny's mind drifted to what sort of house she and Charlie would live in if they were ever married. That was a dangerous line of thought and she brought herself back to the present immediately. "My flat would work out well, too, if you ever get tired of hosting. Just so long as no one drunkenly goes in my darkroom.." Penny saw Percy enter the room and shook her head. "I could use something crazy tonight to round out the week. Why on earth does Percy insist on wearing native hats?" At least it wasn't a fez.