Pleased to see him smile in a way that looks genuine, she has to smile in return. She holds a bit of concern about him thinking she’s trying to shove his feelings and what happened aside, trying to plaster over them with dumb ideas. At the same time, she trusts that he knows they can talk if he wants to.

Taking his arm, she does indeed finish the cone as they stroll along (and also offers him a try because it is excellent and he should get to experience it). She grabs a napkin as they pass a food stall so she can be sure to wipe any chocolate remnants from her face. Not an elegant look.

She finds a space for them in the crowd where they can move freely and pose minimal risk of accidentally knocking into anyone. “Okay. Should we do this is a dance off, like in the movies, or would you like to dance together?”