Pansy smiled slowly and cocked a hip, making sure he had plenty to look at. She'd never be beautiful, but she was certainly striking, and even if her heart did belong to someone, she still liked the attention.
"No, I'm all right," she said, taking the cigarette. Without breaking eye contact, she brought out her wand and touched the tip of it to her cigarette. The tip of the cigarette glowed, and she inhaled deeply. "There. That's better."