*okay, so maybe that's a far-fetched explanation (Palace security being what it is), but it's a sunny thought and you're so incredibly sweet to suggest someone would pull a stunt like that for her*
*plays with her straw and gazes somewhere past you, a little daydreamy* Yeah, it'd be something. He'd have to be crazy (about me)...
*trails off, still smiling, and the overwhelming thought in her mind is nothing more or less complicated than I wish it was you behind that mask* *and she doesn't really wish that, but someone just like you, definitely; someone wonderful, who'd crash a royal ball just to dance with her (and smile a too-innocent smile when he got caught, just like the one in her dreams)*