The warm, buttery smell of popcorn was still in the air as Xena and Lucy sat face to face on floor. Xena had lined up the nail polish in five rows of eight bottles each on the lumpy blankets.
"What's your favorite color?" Xena asked hoping to get a conversation out of Lucy.
The girl shrugged and dipped a hand into the bag of popcorn. "Blue."
"Here." Xena held out a bottle of navy blue polish. "You can do your nails if you want."
Lucy blushed. "Actually, um." She paused. "I've never worn nail polish before."
Xena grinned. "Well, it's time to start." She patted her knee. "Put your hand here and spread your fingers out."
She complied and rested her cool hand on Xena's warm knee. Xena opened the bottle and terrible stench filled the room. Lucy took her hand off Xena's knee and pinched her nose. "Is it supposed to smell that bad?"
Xena looked surprised. "That's how it always smells." She grabbed back the other girl's hand. "Now, stay still."
Lucy reluctantly spread her fingers out again. Xena brushed quick strokes of cold, dark blue polish over Lucy's fingernails.
"So what do you think of Sherlock?" Xena asked.