['Ladylike' certainly isn't an adjective that could be applied to Gretel. While she isn't boorish, her lifestyle has left her rough around the edges, slightly foulmouthed and unpolished in her appearance. However, the fact that she's able to pass as one of the prim and proper princesses expected to be on Lestrange's arm goes to show just how nicely she can clean up her act.

At least for the time being.]

Don't thank me, thank Merlin. Or whatever entity you pray to, because if you weren't smart, this would be a different scenario entirely.

[Meaning, they wouldn't be here and she wouldn't tolerate him staring at her like a starved dog after a steak. Although, her tolerating it now says more about her than she'd ever care to admit. She shifts under his gaze in a way that exposes her thigh through the slit of her dress. Whether it's a show of skin or a show of arms is anyone's guess.]

I don't think I've seen the full range of your abilities, though. Unless kissing and copying books are the extent of what you have to offer.