[Elizabeth looks happy and hopeful when Gai opens the door, but the staring is bringing her down a little. She looks nervously at the cake then back up at Gai.]
...You don't like strawberries. [She'd been afraid of that as she'd carefully layered them into the filling, but by then it was too late.] It's alright! I brought-- [She goes into her shoulderbag and tries to awkwardly pull a bottle out one-handed.] --champagne!
[Action] March 21st
...You don't like strawberries. [She'd been afraid of that as she'd carefully layered them into the filling, but by then it was too late.] It's alright! I brought-- [She goes into her shoulderbag and tries to awkwardly pull a bottle out one-handed.] --champagne!