"Good enough for you? I agree." Harry replies, trying to pull his gaze away and succeeding after a long moment. "I imagine there is only one, perhaps two men, that are of high enough quality. No doubt they will seek you out."
He nods, moving towards the bed, and setting the flowers carefully down on the table there. "Here?" He asks, after turning the vase to an attractive angle, displaying the flowers to their best. "Perhaps I would be able to tell. But only because of those devious eyes of hers."