"Perfect," she said. There was now gloop being applied to his fingertips. It was pale green and smelled like ... well, it smelled like lotion, mostly, but with a faint tinge of artificial fruit.

"Kiwi melon," she said, helpfully. "My favorite."

Because he was concerned by the flavor in question. Rest assured, Jono: it was kiwi melon.

"There," she said. "Much better. Ready for the polish?"

She should really do a base layer first, of clear, but she had a feeling that once she managed that, he'd bolt. Might as well get the good stuff on while she had a chance.