Marinette can't help but to be a little nervous given the purple and butterfly imagery. But that didn't have to mean that Papillon was here, right? As far as she knew he was back in Paris as usual. She does stick close to her parents anyway, just to be safe, browsing the souvenirs on offer, when she glances up in noticing the others from their distinctive hair. Marinette smiles, calling out to them and waving. Possibly attracting a little attention given her distinctive accent amid her bare basic Japanese in greeting them.