She doesn't mean to laugh, and she's quick to wave her hand. "Sorry, drunk me can't help it. I'm not laughing at you, but it's just such a normal thing. I don't know anyone who hasn't had awkward moments with people they like."

Clara can read between the lines of the wood cutting and grins. "Sounds like she was talking about Romeo and Juliet. Personally, I think it's too dramatic. They're something like thirteen. Literal kids, still. There's also West Side Story and they're older, maybe your age?" She has no idea how old Caitlyn is, but she looks younger than Clara, in her own opinion.

"Why do you think she got flustered? Because you tried to bring up a point about love?"