"Exotic?" Karavix echoed, not quite understanding what he meant. "It is a day meant for romance, no? It fits the theme of this event very well, in my opinion." She let her club rest on her shoulder. "Our technology is always developing and changing. I cannot help but wonder what it is that you have uncovered." No design was perfect, there was always something that could be improved on in every bit of tech. She found fascination in the smaller things; drones, remote control devices, things like that. RIP Foghorn. You live on in her heart.
She blinked. "It is a good way to spend time. I fail to recognize any potential exercise benefits beyond arm strength, but I can see why this activity would promote conversation, and therefore closeness." Karavix agreed, tossing her ball up and down and catching it in her hand. She took her place, adjusting her glasses. "It would be illogical to judge my current amusement based solely on the first two holes," she said, taking her first swing. It took four to make it into the hole, which she could live with. It was her first time, after all.