"God you're so sweet. How are you even real?" Drift was the first one she had fallen for, and it's obvious why. She can hardly look at him without feeling that warm fuzzy tingly feeling you get when you have a terrible crush on someone.

"That's the intent," She says, playfully wiggling a finger against the bottom of his now clean foot before turning to tend to other areas.

"Mmm? Drift..." Well. Okay. He's washed off enough of the goop by now just by sitting under the water, and she really can't resists anymore, climbing up to wrap her arms around his neck.