When the woman turned around, Jenny realized that she wasn't Amy. Well, her name might have been Amy, but she wasn't the Amy that Jenny knew. "Oh! Sorry, I thought you were someone else," Jenny told the woman. "Your hair is very pretty, though!"
She turned back to Thomas with a shrug. "Ohh! Oh, it's almost midnight!" That was special! That meant something, the countdown to midnight. What was the tradition? She was supposed to get champagne, she remembered that much. That was exciting, since she'd never had alcohol before.
But there was something else.. Her eyes widened. "Oh! Kissing!"