Mira blinks, jumping just a little when someone puts hands over her eyes, but there are only so many people who will do that and her guess is confirmed when he asks guess who; she grins, relaxing a little into his tug and the press of his chest against her back.

"Hmm," she says, tilting her head up against his hands and still moving to the music just a little bit, "I don't know, I'm sure I don't know any Irish boys, not who'd show up to a place like this." She grins, reaching back to catch him at the hip.