Tsubomi is nervous--extremely nervous--about the dress hanging in a garment bag in the back room. So nervous, in fact, that she's having a hard time focusing on anything until Nanami throws the doors open to say good evening, and gets confetti all over herself.

At that point, she giggles, hysterically enough that it's nearly loud enough to be heard over the sheer irritation coming off of Nanami in waves, and she slaps her hand to her mouth with a squeak.

"It's very festive, Nanami," she says, finally.