Mika wipes her brow with the back of her sleeve and heaves a sigh of relief after setting down a stack of boxes full of ceramic teaware. She still needed to put those away in storage but for now, everything else was set for the party. "Yes sir...! You will be the one hosting it though, right? I'm not really experienced with these kinds of... formalities, I guess?" She scratches her cheek with a finger awkwardly as she glances around the place. It was still a bit too extravagant for her but she had already pleaded with Nazaire one too many times to make it more modest. This was probably as good as it was going to get.
"Oh... and a name... I don't think I'm very good at naming things either..." She muses, feeling grossly embarassed at the thought of her younger self picking that ridiculously long and ridiculously flamboyant name for herself.