Judging by Kathy's expression, since she was much less adept at hiding her thoughts than Ezra was, he wasn't the only one taking a brief trip down memory lane. Her hand unconsciously stroked the dress she still held against her, unable to keep still.

A moment later, she met his eyes and flushed, hand dropping to her side as she realized what it had been doing. But her gaze was clear and steady above her pinking cheeks and her chin high. "Pretty sure I still have that same level of enthusiasm now," she said lightly. "Everything else got better, though."