Maeve doesn't fully grasp what's happening here, but she's found herself settling in for whatever this is.

She may lean over at some point and ask, "So what exactly is the point of this?" Are people actually winning prizes? Why does she have to be here for this? But whatever.

As time progresses, she takes note of the vast array of prizes. "The piano actually seems fairly nice," she comments. "I'm certain I couldn't guess how much it costs."