Parvati selected a red, heart shaped vase next, holding it up for George to see before sending it flying into the opposite wall. "Smashing a heart...if that's not a symbol of...something...well, I don't know!" she said with a laugh. Catching George around the middle, she wrapped her arms around him, and laid her head on his shoulder. After a moment, she pulled back to look at him, and said, "Was this ok? Did I do okay for your birthday then?"
The look she gave him was hopeful, but also full of mischief. "I wanted something exciting to send in your next year. What could be more smashing than smashing?" She smiled and pulled him to her for a passionate kiss.