Yeah, we'll get you some birds. Put in a lake for flamingos.

[ She doesn't respond to his concern, lets that just hang in the air. It's not worth talking about right now, not worth letting the memories try to creep back in from the edges of her muddled mind. Not when she can focus on him and the party instead. She lets him pull her up, and when he makes the little bottle for her, explains it, she squeals happily. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kisses his cheek back a few times in rapid succession, giggling the whole time. ]

Thank you, sugar! That's so sweet. I'll see you real soon, you just let me know if there's anything else you want while you're at the party. And you can come back anytime too, even if I ain't here. I'll leave all your music in the karaoke machine.