What? Oh, nothing! [It was enough to say that the light shimmering in Lucina's eyes had been distracting enough to make him overconfident that he could push and push their genius friends to get the near-impossible done for the holidays.

It was even more than that, given how unprepared he was for a single question from Sully and just how she'd snuck right up on them.]

Uh. Nothing's amazing. I mean--[Clearing his throat, he just flat out gave up on trying to finish whatever thought he'd conjured up and darted behind Lucina and Sully so he could put his hands on their shoulders and start pushing them towards the center of the pavilion and towards a nice-looking antique store.]

--How bout here? We all... love antiques, right? How old and... useful they are??