[Makoto has a little bit more formal an outfit on tonight than most, and a touch more showy. And she has absolutely, positively, and completely frozen up at the feeling of a stranger coming into her close, personal space like this. Her mouth opens slightly, then snaps shut, one hand moving to rest against his chest to hold him back. It's gentle, but firm, and if he pushes he might find her strength is a little more than it might seem at first glance.]

...Dunno if I'd say that I'm not having fun, but I'd probably be having a little more if I knew who was getting up close and personal with me.