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Lavender was truly in rare form tonight. Despite skipping her usual afternoon nap today she wasn't feeling tired and even with the three of swords sitting in the back of her mind, she was enjoying herself. And sure, maybe she was falling back on coping mechanisms, but that wasn't a bad thing. She was a twenty-three year old woman who had needs that had gone unfulfilled for far too long.
"Well, if that is the best you can do," she said teasingly, "I happily accept." She had been en route for another glass of win and having a bit of (male) company certainly wasn't unwelcome. After all, it might just turn into dancing away. Lavender Brown could be a good bit convincing when she tried and tonight she was trying.