"Hm?" is all she hums in response at first. She'd been sufficiently distracted by watching other people play at the fair games. Not necessarily anything analytical, but more appreciative of the competitive spirit. Then she actually looks over at Kaz and immediately thinks it was silly to be so caught up in that when there's instead an awfully cute boy offering her things from an armful of fair winnings.

All her attention shifts in an instant to him and she smiles bright as possible. Boys (handsome brunettes, especially) always immediately shoot to the top of her priority list. Even when maybe they shouldn't. A crown of flowers adorn her head, colorful streamers dangling off it intertwining with the golden threads of her hair. The very picture of a campy, carefree fair goer and she wears it rather well. "Are you honestly telling me you don't want this cutie?" From the stuffed toys, she plucks out what can only be assumed to be a giraffe. Good try, F.A.T.E.S., but not quite. Still, it does have a certain charm to it the longer she looks at it.

"I guess you could always win another one. Seems like you're doing pretty well."