Lexi just snorted at Emma's exuberance. She was just glad every decision so far hadn't been to difficult to make. She truly had no idea what she was doing. It wasn't like she was one of those girls who had their wedding planned out since they were twelve. She hadn't even entertained the notion of getting married. She was a rather piss-poor Pureblood, after all. There was no point in marrying to impress people. That ship had sailed ages ago. She smirked at he mention of Clint and managing to get things. "I'm sure you'll drop names with the best of us," she teased, knowing full well what you could get accomplished if you pressed the right name.
Grinning with Katie, Lexi snagged a cookie from the plate. She wasn't really hungry, but it was there. "Don't let her fool you, she's as evil as evil as I am. She's just better at hiding it." Perhaps Evil wasn't exactly the right word to describe Emma. She was a Slytherin, however, one tended to forget that in the face of her small stature and big blue eyes. She wasn't put into that house for nothing.
Katie's gleefull change of topic had Lexi laughing. "Oh, is this a slumber party?" she asked, raising an amused eyebrow. "Are you going to giggle and have naked pillow fights?" Just hearing Katie suggest talking about boys took her back to Hogwarts and she couldn't help the laughter over that. Neither one of them had ever been the giggly school girl, but she could recall a few others who had been.
"Unless you count me as an article of clothing, he was starkers," she responded, an amused grin still lingering on her lips at Emma's reprimand. Lexi had no problem talking about it. She wasn't shy and it wasn't like they didn't know she was sleeping with Clint. It would be another thing entirely if Clint's Mother had asked how he proposed, but they weren't his Mother and she wasn't shy. "He proposed as late into pre-orgasm as he could get without ending up Post-orgasm. I figure he asked cause I was already shouting 'yes'," she shrugged, popping a piece of the cookie into her mouth. "Sort of guaranteed to get the answer he was looking for."
She loved how easy Emma blushed. It was hilarious. All those manners and proper upbringing and yet, she knew damn well that Emma was far from innocent. She raised an eyebrow at Katie's question about Clint. "Sexy," she responded, unhelpfully with a waggle of her eyebrows. "Though he does have large hands. Very nice, large, hands." She drifted for a moment, thinking of exactly what those hands were capable of.