Spend some time with Caoimhe

You walk over to Caoimhe, who is trying to organize two people painting a set.

"When'll the palace be done by?" she asks.

"Soon," one of the painters says.

"How soon?"

"Soon enough, now leave us work," she says.

"Uh, fine," Caoimhe says, turning and stepping back before looking at you. "Oh, hey."

"How are you?"

"A bit stressed, if I'm honest. I should not have signed up to do this," she says in exasperation.

"You'll do fine," you say.

"God, I'm sorry to annoy you with all my complaining, I promise the rest of the rehearsals will be more fun."

"I don't mind, you look cute when you're flustered," you say flirtatiously.

Caoimhe blushes bright red as she looks down at the floor in embarrassment.

"And when you're embarrassed," you add. "It's kind of adorable."

"Stop teasing!" Caoimhe says. "I have to finish up with my work, I'm so overwhelmed I'll probably have to work through lunch."

"Do you need a hand?"

"No, it's fine. You just head back off, I'd hate for you to miss too much class."

"Damn, what a curse that'd be," you say sarcastically. "Bye, Caoimhe."