Rodolphus leaned against the wall beside her, resting his head against it and looking at her. He sipped on his drink again, then shrugged. "The robes aren't so bad, really. I mean, the colour suits you. Matches your face."
He grinned, then raised his hands. "I'm sorry. Didn't mean to offend you or anything. And... Oh come on, don't tell me you're not enjoying this. I mean, if you really hated talking to me, you could just turn around and leave. I don't see you doing that, however."
He was silent for a moment, then leaned closer to her, lowering his voice and looking into her eyes. "So, what are you wearing underneath those robes?" he asked in a voice that was now definitely seductive.