Pansy's lips twitched in contemplation. "Makes sense. Even parties tend toward the mundane after you've been to them all." She took one last drag off her second cigarette and stubbed it out with her boot again before glancing up at him with a wickedly flirtatious grin. "I was about to go swimming. You're welcome to join if you wouldn't be too heartbroken to leave the party." She hadn't really been planning to do that, but he'd offered a challenge. And Pansy Parkinson never backed down on a challenge or a potentially good time with a gorgeous bloke.