Oh Goddesses, this was actually happening, wasn't it? Zelda's smile was shamefully broad and she bit her bottom lip, trying to keep her amusement in check but, nope - she was beaming, mouth trying to stay pressed together to keep that giggling in check.
It didn't work so well. She was becoming red faced, and Link's blatant confidence (and with his choice of song) didn't help, either. Across from the circle on the other side stood a group of leathered bikers, burly and manly, waving a flag (it was actually a sock), and all Zelda could do was whip out her phone and press the bright red 'record' button.
"Don't get hurt too bad!" She knew where the first aid kit was, just in case! It was important to be prepared, okay.