Unaware of the amenities their private balcony had, Gabrielle thought she would have to wait in line at a public restroom. Not paying any attention to the server, the Veela became confused as she was led back to the balcony rather then to a restroom. Was Lisa going to put their drinks by their seats first?
"Oh. How vairy good," she responded when the private bathroom was pointed out to her.
Wandering over to it, she left the door open as she was just going to wash her hands. Humming to her recollection of some of the classical music played during the show, she took her time washing her hands. Still clueless as to how they got sticky, she dried her hands and returned to the seat, the bathroom door left open.
"How drink? Good or vairy bad?" Gabrielle asked as she sat back down and cuddled up to Lisa.