"I do not talk too much." he resisted the urge to actually stick his tongue out at her and gestured for the waiter to bring a bottle of wine. He snorted in response to her comment.
"Exotic beauty?" he curled his lip. "She loathes me and the feeling is mutual. I can think of five women off the top of my head I would rather give my attention to." he smiled and looked pointedly at her. "One has my full attention right now and isn't likely to be Blaise-less ever." He loved Tracey because he could say whatever he pleased and she more or less knew what he was really saying. "How are you?" he took out his wand and cast a discreet privacy spell. He hated public places and the knowledge that someone was always listening.