Daphne was smiling at Tracey's words about Alex, tossing a look over her shoulder she chuckled lightly and then looked back to Tracey even as she spoke to the man who was their escort. "I don't know what you're talking about, Alex. I was always the demure and sweet girl with you." She leaned in close with Tracey again and practically laughed in a way she hadn't since she was 16.
"Oh, I don't know. Draco is all slender muscle, I dare say he's rather flexible enough to take it." She was going to do her best to have Tracey's predictions come true. Because she really had no intention at all of waiting. She grinned to Alex and blew him a kiss. "Because the wizarding world couldn't handle the two of us, dear Alexander."
She frowned a little more as they came up to the corner with the shop that was diagonally from Gringott's. "I suppose word is getting around, hmm? Death Eaters are public enough figures. You're famous," grinned to Alex, even as her hand at Tracey's arm shook a little and betrayed her nervousness and discomfort in spite of her smile. Just how known were the Slytherin from a good family that lied...the girl engaged in that marriage program...and the Death Eater who helped destroy the rebels? Probably better known than any of them really thought.