"My secrets have secrets." She exhaled and turned her head, lips flapping in dismissal. Psh. But then, he explained about the dance scene back home and her eyebrows rose, clearly mistaken. "Okay," she allowed, "I feel you." Eva was smirking harder than she had all night. He was ridiculous, and her laughter hopefully echoed that opinion. "Decided against it. ...trying to impress someone." Okay. He. She glanced down at their feet to make sure she wasn't about to get tangled in the green shawl they'd discarded, and when Zap's face turned upward again she felt dizzy. It was the second time that week. He said something about dancing prowess and she made to smile. She probably smiled. Her hands clenched tighter around the Caltrops' shoulder and hand, and she nodded in agreement. It was nice.
"Nate? We..." she blinked, her vision coming almost back to normal. "Let's sit. C'mon. I think I've been standing too long," she smiled. And using magic frivolously. And she was too hot. And her hormones were... yep. "I tried," she felt her shoulders move with laughter she didn't want, annoyed at the whole situation.
"Give me the dumb cape." The queen took the opportunity of Nate's body as cover to gesture to her chest and shake her head. "I'm leaking, just, cape." She pointed, then bent at the knees when Nate did to help grab the shawl and held it in front of her. Goddess of Motherhood drawbacks... "I'm getting more cake. If you want," she sighed, "we can finish in the hallway later," she said before laughing the rest of the frustration out of her body. Zap literally had to stop holding things in. Hint taken, universe. She took Nate's arm like usual, more for a crutch than was normal, and looked up at the conjuror. "I like the deep v."