It seemed liked Morgana was going to eat her weight in tiny little snacks tonight, and she probably should have cared but there were so many and they were all so different, and perhaps most curiously - a great deal of them were a mystery to her.

So when Emma caught her at the desserts table Morgana could only offer a smile.

'Hello Emma. You look lovely.' personally she thought that the reds did have one advantage over her fellow orange-ranked... namely that they didn't have to struggle to find an orange that suited them, when red suited almost everyone.

'Are you having fun?'