"Oh, you." He said, in response to Meara's joke.

He blushed a bit more when she linked her arm into his. He cleared his throat.

"Well, anyway, I was thinking of just walking around, enjoying all of the fanfare, try out some games," he said, sheepishly. Truth be told, he hadn't really thought up a detailed plan; he was just planning to walk around.

"That way we can work up an appetite. I would also like to see how Lavender fares in the contest. She's not told me what she is making, so I want to spectate as much as anyone."

He began to walk toward the plaza, bringing her along. An idea came to him as he walked.

"Later, if you would like, I can show you something special."