After a too-long glare in his direction where she did NOT take note of his sharp jaw, perfect nose and cheekbones and hypnotising eyes, she clears her throat and realises that pureblood royalty is currently sitting in a Muggle Club and are currently watching her act completely out of character without a single comment thrown her way. In fact, they seem to be looking at her with something close to pride, if her tequila goggles are to be trusted. 