With a very amused Mrs. Harding in tow for the evening, and thankfully none of her sisters, though September had started out with them, until one of her friends coerced her away with their chaperon, Febby had thoroughly enjoyed her evening this far. It was far more difficult than she'd anticipated however, to be appropriately distant throughout their adventure. Thankfully now with her prize in hand, a goofy-looking, if adorable stuffed unicorn, she could at least occupy her hands.

"Mhm, that would be the gentlemanly thing to do. But I am a wee bit competitive, so I'll not let you throw it on purpose." She passed him a fleeting, knowing smile, while Mrs. Harding snorted from her position behind them. Febs cast her a look over her shoulder, a hint of a smirk, knowing Mrs. H. was not fooled in the slightest.

Following the nudge to join the crowd, Febby fell into step beside Edric. "I have not, but I've heard good things. I'm quite intrigued." Judging by the posters around the fair, it did seem like something she would enjoy.