The other has been cast on and we're k1-m1-ing while waiting at a doctor's appointment. Not for me. I'm merely accompanying someone.
The heart is red. The heart will get some smatterings of gold and then cut paper letters as the words "Me & My Guy Dance" will be savagely removed once the Girl Scout function is done. Then the lit-up heart will hang at the corner of our property to delight and annoy the denizen of my neighborhood.