Dinner came and went, and after enjoying twice-baked potatoes and broiled chicken both girls returned to Elyon's room and returned to sitting on the floor while paging through the new catalogues.
"So how about these?" Elyon asked as she indicated a picture of a few earth-tone sweaters.
"Well, maybe... but you'd have to have just the right pants to go with them or no way." Cornelia scanned more of the page. "These, for instance," she said as she indicated a few pairs of the same, "would be perfect."
"Do you think I'm a hunter green?" The younger girl flipped a few pages. "Or more of a burgundy?"
"Nah, it'd have to be pastels for you." She stared at Elyon for a moment. "Yep, definitely powder blue. Maybe robin-egg. Like this." She held up a page from another catalogue.
"Oh, that does look nice! Now if it was just a little longer, huh?"
"Yeah."
A few more moments passed before Elyon spoke again. "Cornelia?"
"Hmm?"
"Thanks again." She smiled. "Y'know, for..."
"Oh." Cornelia smiled. "Believe me, you're more than welcome." If she noticed the not-quite-irony of the whole thing - that helping her friend experience something new had introduced her to something new as well - she left it unmentioned.
"It was really nice..."
"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing."
"You think maybe we might... y'know..." Elyon got a slight blush.
"Do it again?" Cornelia smirked in return. "I suppose maybe, if you twist my arm hard enough."
"How about if I promise to lend you that silk vest that you love for a while? Y'know, the white one with the extra pockets?"
"Hey, there's no 'bribe' in 'best friend'."
"Actually, if you shift the letters around, there kind of..."
Within the next half-second, Cornelia decided that stopping that statement mid-way through was better then holding out for the vest, much to Elyon's delight.
END.