[she can't help but laugh at that mental image] It'll be hard for you two to have a serious brawl if you're handing out compliments with every moment.

Mm, I remember. The soft glow of lanterns, people playing their instruments to practice, parts of grand stories being recited to test their tone... and, of course, eager vendors setting up their marketplace. [she sighs, also sounding wistful] I remember before the festival would start, I would lead Shirley down one of the pathways and only attempt to keep her hands away from the merchandise.