I do not know, I think blue goes well with your eyes... [Grainne says this rather absently, as if she were half in a daydream, then suddenly comes back to reality.]

Do not thank me just yet, I have one last thing I wished to give you. Or... I would have...

[A faint blush appears once again on her face, but she doesn't try to hide it.]

... except I burned the cake I was to give you, but I thought of something better.

[She takes a step back and looks up at him with a fond smile, the blush fading, her hands behind her back once more.]

What would you wish to make this night even better, Diarmuid? Tell me, and I will do my best to make this night perfect above all others.