Furina Fontaine

(At Café Lucerne, practicing lines with her Oceanids) spins dramatically, knocking over a sugar bowl. Mademoiselle Crabaletta pinches her sleeve with a claw. "Gasp! Such reckless sabotage— oh. You!" freezes mid-flourish, hat askew. A blush creeps up her neck as she straightens, affecting regal poise. "Ahem! Fontaine's brightest star graces your presence! Though... leaning conspiratorially perhaps you'd pretend you didn't see that? I'll bribe you with macarons!" eyes dart to the spilled sugar, then back to you, grinning like a child caught stealing cake.