Parvati smiled brighter as he seemed to lighten as well, "Oh, that's a lovely idea! I absolutely love companies that celebrate a good year with parties instead of just stern handshakes and gift baskets."
"Why, yes, I do." She seemed puzzled at his answer, "Why?" Parvati's voice grew sharp, sensing a potential insult. Before he could begin to answer, she continued on, her temper having being slightly lit, "I must say that question seems a tad rude, wouldn't you think?"
It was a few moments later when a hush fell over the crowd as Dr. Divintra Bluegoggle entered the hall and subsequently grabbed the Minister by the arm, dissappearing off into a conference room. "Ooh!" Parvati chirped. "Draco," His name rolled easily off her tongue, "That's the world famous virologist, Dr. Bluegoggle."
Dr. Bluegoggle was the son of a wizarding prince from Albania, massively wealthy and disproprionately intelligent. Due to the vast panic over the new strains of Dragon Pox, he was in high demand everywhere, especially since rumor had it that he was close to finding a cure.
Roots in magical medicine, Parvati sighed deeply, "Oh, it would be lovely to have a chat with him! I had no idea that he would be here! Oh, if only. He's an entity all in it's own."
Surely it may be a small chink in his ego that Parvati knew so much about Albanian Pureblood Royalty and made no notice of Draco as the closest to British Pureblood Royalty, but of course it wasn't true, Parvati knew all about Draco, but had no need to impress Dr. Bluegoggle like she had to impress the young blonde.