"Fine if you like something flat to lay on." Scorpius folded his arms, as of yet unconvinced his figure was anything great. "I really don't understand why a girl would want to be at this weight. It's a fine thing to have curves. Dresses actually fit when they have something to hold onto."
Scorpius tried to brush off the fact he had just went off on a little tirade about the lack of appreciation for curvy women. It happened. Blame the new hormones.
"Thank you." If he drank, maybe the self-consciousness would go away. Scorpius drained about a fourth of what was left. "For the gentleman, you make the far better looking woman of us."