Sorry, fuck truck, but I’m far from being a fucking lady.
Clearly. Your looks reflect that well.
That language is far from attractive, you know. Young ladies shouldn’t be using it.
-mumbles- Because brains really matter in bed.
Well, Lorcan. I’m Gladys Gudgeon, since you didn’t ask.
Actually yes, they do. If you’re an idiot, you’re less likely to think about what the woman wants.
Well, Gladys, manners aren’t really my top priority when someone says that Lockhart is better than me.
Well, I don’t know what you look like… so I can’t fangirl over you like some of the other girls might.
Well, just so you know, I’m extremely handsome. In fact, I’m the most handsome man in this castle.
You may proceed to fangirl now.
Darling, the best looking guy in this school is Gilderoy Lockhart. -looks at him- However, you do come in at a close second.
Please. That oaf is nothing in comparison to me.
Besides, he barely has the brains to operate his own wand.
Can’t take a little joke can you, mate?.. -rolls her eyes- Who are you anyway? I haven’t seen you around before.
Jokes, yes. Abominations, no. I’m Lorcan D’eath. How do you not know me? I’m practically the best looking guy in this castle— Wait, no, scratch that. I am the best looking guy in this castle.
Or perhaps which lady you’re lucky enough to have as your date? Just another way to put it.
But they’re the lucky ones. I mean, come on, let’s be real. I’m me.
You know, I had my eye on a female that was a bit less… Hm… Obnoxious.