While London insists it was her mimic that asked him to the dance, Webster is... dubious. So today he wants to make sure not to send any mixed signals. Of course, that could be tough seeing as they're being judged on sweetness and couple-y-ness, and both he and London are in-it to win-it.

"I am indeed," Webster replies, accepting her arm as they walk into the event. He knows his way around a high-tea; those years at Beauxbaton are finally set to pay dividends. "Oh, I almost forgot!" Webster stops and reaches into a pocket. He pulls out a single yellow rose and hands it to her. "A beautiful flower for my beautiful date." He smiles and then remembers the fine line he's attempting to walk: "Yellow signifies joy and friendship."