[ Hilda casts another confused glance at Claude, clearly not understanding what it is about what they've said is causing Sylvain's brain to stutter. Maybe it was a surprise that she remembered given the outward impression she put on for people? That seemed unlikely considering it was Sylvain who knew her better than that by now. The truth is she's always had a penchant for dates, particularly birthdays for the sole reason that she enjoyed showering people with gifts.

Claude had noticed something was off though which was enough to make her think that there was something else there. She's unlikely to forget this happened, but she's also just as likely not to breech the subject when she's already under the impression that there's a wall between them that she can't see. Surely Claude will talk about it with him, right? That's not her place.

She attempts to shake it off, catching Claude's grin in the process which prompts one of her own. ]

I think I know just the place. Someone treated me to a facial there once so that should fit the bill nicely.

[ It's a long, boring story about one of the local werewolves hoping to win her affections - not that interesting in hindsight particularly because nothing had come from it. ]

We can make a whole day out of it! That sounds like fun, right, Sylvain? Especially because Claude is offering to pay for most of it. But I guess I could pitch in a little too.