[ The urge to just run and hide is overwhelming! This is all too much! Usually she enjoys being the center of attention, but that is supposed be for music, not for confusing feelings!

She's getting so overly-flustered she begins whacking the roses away again, babbling without thinking! ]

I don't know how to handle this! I can concoct evil plans on the fly, write up a new song in seconds, but what am I supposed to do with this?! I've never even HAD a boyfriend before I came to St. Canard!