With the necklace that she received --cheap, but well-loved, and with the remnants of magic, which is what really gets her interest-- wrapped in tissue paper and tucked into her pocket, Philomena heads to the bar first because she's got an inkling for something fruity. Afterwards, cherry schnapps and lemonade in hand, she starts to wander around the room, sipping from her straw and keeping an eye out for whoever she has to gift.

And, of course, whoever has something for her. Surprise surprise, she likes it when she gets nice things.