Don't believe in no-win scenarios

If he has managed to sneak up on her, the rogue doesn't let it be known. Amelia grins over her shoulder at Felix for a moment before turning to him with an extended hand. The air is warm enough in the area that she's slipped off her gloves for the time being, though her hands are a bit warmer than one might expect for someone who hasn't been dancing (or attempting to dance) yet.

"You're one of the grooms - I'm certain they'll listen to you if you ask them to play something specific. And if not?" She pauses for effect then casts her gaze over to the bards. One of them, a flamboyantly dressed man with a stringed instrument of some sort, is immediately attentive to the look. He removes his hat and waves it at her, then returns it to his head and starts trying to rally all the other bards to follow him. It's not clear if he's decided what to play yet, but at least they're trying to organize.

Amelia's smirk is positively coy as she winks at her friend. "I have a few charms that might work if you need a little help selecting something."