Oh, no no, nothing like that! [How awful that would be, to be coerced into decorum forcibly. She shakes her head.

They're more likely to step in and talk over you, or say something like, "Keya, darling, why don't you go get a drink?" or refuse to let you attend future functions. [She tosses a stone into the air and catches it, idly, pursing her lips. She thinks for a moment, then looks at Shiro and grins.]

I could give you some pointers. [The jeer is friendly and only a little bit smug. Skipping stones is such a vital skill, one must share the knowledge.]