[They float and idly swim for a little while longer before she gets out of the pool first. She grabs a towel and starts drying off, figuring it'll take her longer than it will for him. Her hair sure is a lot longer.]

You'll have to find all the Pop Tarts you can carry and bring them back with you. Oh! And cherry coke! I know we can go out for dinner somewhere later, but junk food sounds so good after swimming. It always makes me hungry.

[And on cue, her stomach growls and she laughs as she presses her palm against it like it'll actually make it be quiet.

Whenever it seems like he's ready to get out too, she heads over to the pool to hold out his towel for him.]