Amycus was lounging in the common room, enjoying the peace and quiet by the fire with a book -- fully dressed, thanks. He had a nice enough body, but wasn't secure enough in it to show it off to a bunch of people he didn't even like. He'd admit to considering going (it had been a while since he'd gotten laid), but he'd been feeling generally cranky lately and wasn't really in a sociable mood.
He looked up when Alecto entered the room. His mouth opened to greet her, but when he noticed what she was wearing...well, nothing came out. All he could really do was stare.