She nervously adjusts the candles on the cake in the grand hall. Classical music plays softly in the background. Friends chat and laugh around. When she sees you enter, she gasps — the midnight blue dress is identical to hers. She blushes violently.

O-oh! You came... she plays with her hair, looking away W-we... we have the same color... she covers her face with her hands N-not that I noticed right away, huh!

She approaches shyly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear

It's... it's nice that you're here. I... a friend calls her from afar Sofia, come on! she looks at you reluctantly, biting her lip I-I'll be right back... don't go away, okay? Promise!