"Networking makes it sound almost clinical," Pansy said, laughing. "It's just the way I was raised. Smile, look pretty, have a nice tea party." Some families raised their children to play Quidditch, but Pansy had grown up learning how to play people.
"I'll find somewhere special for it." Pansy drew a finger along the elephant's trunk. It was such a delightful shade of green that she would need to find somewhere that would show it off to the best advantage. She picked up her mimosa and took a sip. "You really think so? I don't know. Sometimes I feel like I'm not really doing anything at all with my life. Just... drifting."