*abandons Erestor excuses herself from the giggling knot that is her little band, thinking to hunt down the guy handing out glow-necklaces and acquire a few for later (Danielle in particular loves those things)*
*is carefully picking her way across an uneven patch of ground (ah, the curse of wearing these cute but impractical shoes outside) when a gusty breeze catches her just as she lifts her foot, tipping her completely off-balance* *stumbles to the left with a tiny shriek, trying to keep her skirt down and regain her footing without looking like a giraffe on ice*
*is both embarrassed and relieved when a solid person-shaped object breaks her almost-fall* *clutches your arms and gets her feet under her again, laughing and pink-cheeked* Oh my God, I'm so sorry, I swear I haven't had anything to drink today... *pushes her hair out of her eyes and sees you properly, recognizing you instantly even through the shades* ...oh.