"My sex life doesn't suck," she said, though, really, that was an untrue statement. She'd slept with one of her closest friends a few weeks ago and before that? It'd been forever. Ages, really. Ugh. Her sex life did suck. "And I'm not having sex with any gingers." George was just her friend. Her best friend, really. Everyone assumed they were shagging but she, apparently, was shagging everyone. Sadly, that was so far from the truth,,, It was quite sad, really. Sighing, she followed him to their table, ignoring the pointed looks and stuck up noses.
Sitting across from him, Katie glanced around, refraining from rolling her eyes. "If I don't make it out of here alive," she said, only slightly serious. "Make sure Lexi takes Bludger." A very angry looking blonde looked as though she might storm over here but thought better of it. Instead, she shot daggers at them. Katie leaned forward, lowering her voice. "I think that girl over there is trying to kill you with her mind." She had a feeling he invoked that in a lot of women. "Or maybe me... Not too sure."
Katie took a drink of her own whiskey, deciding to sip on it slowly. "I've had hippogryff before," she said, shrugging. Katie was up for trying anything once. She'd spent half her childhood eating random things prepared in other countries. Taking a sip of her whiskey, Katie glanced over the menu. "Just get me whatever you get." There were too many choices and she had no idea what she wanted. It all looked good. Her craving for steak and potatoes had gone and now she was up for anything.
"Do you know that girl?" she asked, as the blonde continued to stare at them. "Because I'm starting to worry I won't make it out of here alive."