“I don’t know if a muggle could handle me.” Calypso admitted with a slight smirk, she had never actually been with a muggle before. She might love muggle clothing and loved the dresses they always seemed to come out with, but she had never been with a muggle. She wasn’t even entirely sure she could be with one. She had come close to being with a muggle once, while she had been in Italy the man she had been dating was a mudblood. That had been as close as she had ever gotten to being with a muggle. “Have you been with one before? I mean, I know this sounds silly but are they… Fragile?” Calypso had no idea what was actually different between being with a muggle and being with a wizard or witch. She wondered if it had something to do with them being fragile or if they could somehow be hurt by a witch or wizard. She only knew that her mother frowned upon Calypso dating a muggle.
“I’ll make sure to show you the mask before Halloween so that if you might need to go shopping for the dress, we’ll have time.” Calypso was always a little too obsessed with making sure her outfits all coordinated. She really did love the necklace that Theo had gotten her, it changed color to match anything she wore. She was going to be very upset the day she lost that. “I think I want to try to find a dress that gives a nice deep dip.” She said as she used her free hand to move from just between her breasts down towards her navel. She knew it might not have that deep of a dip but it’d give her friend an idea. She grinned as she picked back up her wine glass to take another sip from it.
“If there’s no one that catches our eyes at the party, would you want to just come back with me? Buona makes the best hang over remedies.” Calypso was no stranger to sleep overs after long nights out. She typically would have Romi stay the night and then parade the other woman around in front of her brother in her pajamas. She always loved to torment her brother and make things as awkward as she could for him. She had a feeling though that seeing Ginny Weasley in hardly anything, in their kitchen, wouldn’t have the same effect on him that seeing Romi that way did. She was okay with that though, it felt good to have a friend that he didn’t know a thing about.