She blinked innocently, head tilting, "What? I didn't cheat, I just... got creative." Because minigolf was the same thing as croquet. Sure.
She beamed then, "And yeah, you were pretty funny too, though... I don't really remember much after the karaoke bar. I know we were out later than that, I just don't remember it. Is that bad?" She took her shot then, pouting when the ball skirted the hole, popping out again at an angle.