"Yeah, of course," she replied, a blush colouring her cheeks as she met his gaze in the mirror. She held his eyes for a moment--studying him--and then lowered her gaze and reached for her jewelry box. For a bloke that didn't seem to want to get dressed up, he certainly cleaned up well, even if he did look a little uncomfortable. She might've been tempted to help him out of them and forget the awards, if it weren't for her the curse and her inability to cast a horse patronus. Except she really did want to attend the Awards. "I'll just be five more minutes," she said in a tone that any bloke would know she really didn't mean.