Sakura and Shirou
Smiling back at the older woman, Sakura and Shirou took their seats and began to eat the delicious food. Once they finished, they remained seated for a bit, chatting to the other attendees on their table, before they decided to mingle with the rest of the attendees and check out some of the groups that were manning tables along the edges of the room. In particular, they were very interested in the charitable groups that were involved with the dinner, wondering if there was anything they could do to help them out.
As they wandered around, though, a young girl with bright pink hair approached them, addressing Sakura. The purple-haired girl frowned momentarily at the bad memories her question brought back, before she buried those feelings and gave the girl a genuine smile.
"Thank you", she said, her gratitude seemingly genuine. "But it is real, I'm afraid, so I can't recommend any dye for you to use."
Of course, Sakura's hair wasn't truly natural, but she knew that the girl wouldn't want to go through what she'd been put through to make her hair look like this.