"Obviously, we see sleeping together differently. I thought each time was special." She presses her lips together in an attempt to ward off even further embarassing herself in public, "Tonight is Halloween. You like holidays and I wanted to--"

Something occurs to her right about then, prompting a string of cursing in Greek. Then, "Oh, dear Zeus. The food." A quick glance around proves no one is paying attention, allowing Eirene to float up above the treeline and figure out where she is.

And blurs towards home a moment later without another word.