It was another instance of the similarities between the two of them. She liked beer, it's usually what she stuck to, but sometimes if she was drinking with the boys she'd drink whiskey with them. Though when that happened it never did take her too long to find herself hauled over someone's shoulder and her drunken arse taken home. She was too small for her alcohol intake to rival the guys. Especially with the harder stuff.
"Can we do that?" She begged, "Please. The next Quidditch event we'll put a big chair in there with a sigh that reads "Captain of the Year" and watch them fight over it. Would be hilarious. I'd wear a dress and carry a bloody purse just to see it." She didn't really know Oliver outside of what Katie told her and she was more than a little biased when it came to Marcus, so her vote would naturally sway toward the Slytherin but it would still be ridiculously entertaining to watch.
As they drank and talked, Lexi lost count of how many drinks they had or whose attention they were drawing. She was enjoying herself and the rest of the world could be damned if they didn't like it. With the conversation returning time and again to one part of Marcus or another, she decided that it was a perfect idea to find out where her boys were that evening.
"Montgomery and the vast majority of the world don't mix," he commented, signalling to the bar tender to fill their glasses once again. She had quite the mouth on her when she wanted to and that had always amused the hell out of him. It's likely why he hadn't put up much of a fight when the curious ponytail suddenly popped up in the middle of their circle. That and watching her wack Clint with his own broom had been pretty damn amusing. He liked irritating her until she freaked out. Always a good time.
"Watching her stand next to Bell is amusing as fuck." Lexi was a short ass. Plain and simple. The three of them were tall, but it didn't look so odd as having another woman tower over her. He was half tempted to buy her stilts for Christmas.
Chuckling to himself over the enraged look that would surely be on her face , he didn't notice a silver asp slither its way over until it was curling itself into a pile in front of him. "What the hell?" A moment later, Lexi's voice sounded and he sot Clint a raised eyebrow.
"What? No. I'm sending him a message. He's probably having sex with some random and it gives me great pleasure to interrupt that."
It took only a second before he realized who was talking to her in the background. "Is that Bell?" he asked.
"You know what I've just realized?" Lexi's laughter filled the void for a second before she continued. "My boys are hotter than your boys. Man, you suck. Weasleys and Wood. You are desperate for a change in scenery. You've got ginger Gryffindors to compare with Ade's shoulders, Clint's abs, and Marcus' eyes. You should worship me right now. I accept offerings in exchange for bringing you into their presence."
Once again, the faint sound of Katie's voice came muffled over the recording. "Alright. I'll let you shag Ade and Marcus, but you can't shag Clint. He's my favourite and you're not allowed to drool over my stuff."
"I fail to see how I'm not her favourite," Marcus muttered dryly, as it appeared the recording had every intention of continuing. Though, this time another voice cut across loud enough for them to make out a masculine voice putting out the very cheesy line of "Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?"
"I don't know," came Lexi's sarcastic tone and sharp tongue, "did it hurt when you fell out of the ugly tree?" The comment earning Katie's laughter in the background. "Jesus, people! I'm TRYING to record here! Oh shit, it's already going. Um ... what was I- oh. Marcus. Katie wants to bang you. Be a nice boy and let her! Okay. Love you. Bye."
"LEXI!" Katie's loud and appalled shouting mixed with the sound of Lexi's evil laughing as the recording finally faded out and the patronus faded out, leaving Marcus staring strangely at the spot in front of him.