Hanna could believe that; people had to buy more flowers when they had more events to go to.

Chaperoning? Hanna straightened up, and beamed. "You'd chaperon me?" she said, in cheerful disbelief. "I'd love it." It would be fun to chat about the men who she talked to with Daff — and that way, she could have another backup chaperon (outside of Mama) for whenever her brothers Weren't Doing Well.