Anye was thinking more or less in the same way, feeling stupid and responsible for ruining what had been the best night she'd had in a while, and desperately wondering how to fix it. She gave an awkward laugh - at what, she had no idea - and pretended to be very interested in what was left of her ice cream until her ears stopped burning in embarrassment. That was one of the many drawbacks of being a natural redhead in her opinion. You could learn to control your facial features, but not the temperature of your skin. Everything showed in a blush.
"You and the fountain," she sighed, trying to summon up some of the confidence she'd had earlier, and mostly failing. When she stumbled, so to speak, it was hard to get her feet back under her. "You wanna make a birthday wish?"