Good, *Meg says, seriously.* Carrying them around all through the party seemed sort of dangerous - they might have gotten smushed.

*Ceremoniously, she pulls the box out from behind her back and hands it to Ingress.

Inside, Ingress will find a pair of ballet slippers perfectly sized to her feet - which have probably grown rather over the last year - made of pink satin and hand-embroidered in gold thread with princess crowns.

One has to go along with the theme, after all.*