[Anna takes a couple more steps forward until she's standing next to her sword, but doesn't move to pick it up. the flowers? she glances around the two of them, then thinks about how that stuff has been floating in the air all night. it's never really gotten all over her until... just before she started trying to pick fights with people.]

Makes sense. Ugh, I should've known something was up. I'm really not that much of a bitch.

[she gets the idea that Penelope knows that, though.]

At least it proved that I still don't know shit about sword fighting. Nothing came back to me or anything. [maybe because she wasn't fighting a person?] You're damn good at working that stick.