Cho noticed the blush and realised that Lavender was right on the mark that something had happened. By all accounts, Charlie wasn't saying a word about it.
"Oh that's good. It sounds like it's been like the feeding of the five thousand at their house over the last few days. Lavender thought that it was just Charlie that ate like a horse but apparently all of the people from the reserves eat like there's no tomorrow. Must be in the job description that they must all have hollow thighs."
"A few of them." Ron nodded towards a group of one of the tables. "Some of them are from the Romanian reserve. Doesn't look like Desi or John are here yet, though." He took another drink of his champagne.
"Yeah, they're alright. I can see why Char gets on with them."
As much as Ron was shocked by what John said about Charlie, there was something about his bluntness that was a bit of a turn-on. Ron tried not to think about that, as it was neither the time nor the place.
Noticing that John's hands were empty, Ron said, "You need a drink. Back in a minute."