Katherine still wishes she could wipe the grin from her face, but it's set firmly in place.

"I'm glad to hear it," she repeats with a laugh. "I was up before the sun this morning, myself. Hard to sleep when you have so much to look forward to."

She means the picnic. Really.

The music has been getting progressively louder as they walked along, and when they round one final corner they finally come upon the throng of folks milling about the square. The festivities are already in full swing.