"I... yes. I am after..."

She pauses and licks her lips, nervous. She knows, in general what she wants: a lightshow, grand, stunning, and very distracting. Specifics, on the other hand, she's a lot less knowledgeable about. She could probably muddle through, but weighs her options and goes for the risky leap of faith: telling the truth.

"To be honest, I'm not sure exactly what I'm after. It's a magician themed dance, a lot of "look over here, now over there there are doves" sort of stuff. But I don't know what sort of tools and things you can do for that. So what would you suggest?"