[Alex was sitting near the fountain and waiting to see people she knew, and reading when she saw people who she didn't. But the movement of paper sailing in her direction gets her attention (always good to be hypervigilant) and she reaches out in an attempt to catch it before it hits the water. Managing to save most of it, Alex tries to press the water out of the corner before she says softly:]
fountain
Fire'd probably be better for this, ya know.