"Look at what I do for money," she said with a sigh. "You really think I want my family and friends seeing me here, like this? My Dad would try to hex every single one of you for even looking at me."
She looked around at the male clientele and frowned sadly. It was almost worse than what she'd felt, seeing so many people upset and afraid...
She let go of the young man's shoulder and steadied herself, then slid her hands to her thigh. She unzipped her boot down to her knee, then slid her hand inside, retrieving her wand. She began casting cheering charms on every person she saw upset, until eventually it was just her and her gentleman on the stage. She quirked up an eyebrow.