What was that bump? Was Harry yelling at her? Oh, wait, Harry was waiting for her to … to do something. What was it again? She felt the lingering tingle of finishing off the last wine, and turned her head to look over her shoulder.

She saw a man near-eye level with her. Oh! What a handsome young man. Was he one of hers? He looked angry enough to be. She smiled and scrunched her nose at him, got bumped by a passerby, then begun her single-minded amble on with a mocking? giddy look.