"The glitter," Terrence said with a grin, "Is on my hat. And my eye patch. But nicknames don't always have to be accurate."
He took in her costume, especially impressed with the parrot and the sword. Perhaps his costume was missing something. He cast about and summoned a stick from nearby to transfigure into a plastic broadsword. A real blade was incredibly tempting, but that didn't figure into the playful theme of the afternoon quite so well.
"Polly there going to be alright with side-along Apparation?" he asked, offering her his hand with a mischievous grin.