Malfoy.

[He snorts, dismissively.]

You might as well snog a ferret, if Malfoy's a possibility. I can't believe I end up at that end of the spectrum. I take showers, and have a personality. But perhaps your brother's just not observant enough, or otherwise immune to my charms which, thank God.

[But she tacks on that little bit at the end, and that's unfair; he steps closer, in case she's thinking of slipping away again.]

You need to give better clues. Nice pants, by the way.