Gemma, on the contrary, was not celebrating anything in particular. She was more trying to enjoy her last precious days of free time before she was forced to go back to a regular work schedule and resume her math teacher ways (which usually included a significant decrease in free time and fun).
Her finger was sliding idly around the rim of her drink as a good-looking man approached. She cocked her head slightly to look him over, noting that his eyebrows weren't quite as nice as a certain someone, but that he certainly had other redeeming qualities, namely a pair of arms that she was sure had beautiful abs to match.
She plucked the cherry from her drink and popped it from its stem into her mouth, before shrugging at him. "Maybe. Who's asking?"