Reborn's movement did not go unnoticed but she didn't even take a break in her conversation. She took her time, talking to both the artist and the target, laughing at a joke. She perked up as though she'd had a though and asked the artist something, then she fumbled with her bag, clearly having difficulty while holding the glass. She nearly dropped it but the target reached out quickly and looking embarrassed she blushed prettily at him, lips clearly forming a thank you. Her glass was handed off to him and she produced a small notebook and a pen, offering them to the artist and apparently spelling her name for him while he signed an autograph.

Bianchi took the notepad and pen back and read it then that pink returned to her cheeks and she patted his arm in soft reprimand showing the target what was written which earned a hearty laugh. The notepad disappeared back into her clutch. Leaning in she touched the target's arm, with another thank you and a smile that was far more adult than the earlier blushing. She plucked one of the drinks from his fingers with a wink, then excused herself with another thank you to the artist and a tinkling laugh as he made a motion like a telephone. She waved amiable and began moving back toward Reborn. The switch was complete.