Grinning in triumph Febby allowed herself to be pulled against him, swaying gently to no music, though she hummed a little tune to herself as he spoke. This was so easy, why did it have to be the definition of "wrong" in society's eyes? Of course once they were finally married it wouldn't matter, but honestly all of the nonsense beforehand was going to be the death of her.

"Oh my, aren't you a bigshot?" She teased lightly with a sly smile, tossing her hair over her shoulder casually. "Divination is September's thing, not that she's got any gift; mom dabbles too, but I always thought it was kind of frivolous." Febs shrugged slightly. It wasn't as if she thought all seers were phonies, but a matchmaking one sounded like a ploy if she'd ever heard one. Sighing quietly, Febs leaned in to rest her head on his shoulder. Merlin she couldn't wait until this was their every night- well maybe not impromptu dancing, but coming home to the same bed at the end of the day.

Febs snickered slightly, "Did Miss Valentine have anything interesting to say to you?" Thinking it would be kind of funny- though also had the potential to be problematic?