“Uh yea, I was, gonna, um,” she started as Robyn neared her and closed the door to the darkened hall behind her.

A rock flew at her window, then another. Will looked down at the lawn and saw and all to familiar image grossly covered in a filmy white substance. She chuckled, turned off her light and raced down the stairs walking out into the front garden.

“What are you covered in?” she asked Shane coming around to the spot where she had seen her moments before. Shane looked over her clothes, her new suede jacket covered in a white bubbly foam.

“Oh, they did one of those foam parties at Milk. I think everyone went home covered in it,” Shane explained. Shane grinned uncontrollaby and shoved her hands into her jeans. Will had to laugh as she pulled even more foam out of the pockets apprehensively.

“So I take it Carmen and you had a good time?” Will asked as Shane tossed the foam off her fingers and into the lawn. Shane shook her head and wiped her hand on the last remaining clean spot of her jeans.

“We had a great time and we’re going out again in a few nights. But, I just wanted to tell you how it went before I headed home,” Shane said looking up at the stars. Will was flattered that Shane would just “stop by” to tell her how her date with Carmen went.

“Did you want to come in at all?” Will asked. She had just realised Shane had never actually been to the beach house before and watched as Shane studied the exterior.

“Na, thanks. I’m afraid I’ll breathe on something,” Shane joked.

“Ok, well I’m glad everything went well for you,” Will responded. She folded her arms from the slight breeze flowing through the garden. Will shivered and Shane saw that a a sign.

“Well, uh, I’ll let you get inside. I need to go change anyway,” Shane said and started off toward the gate. Will grinned and shook her head and started back toward the main entrance of the house. “Oh yeah, Will,” Shane called. Will paused and turned momentairily. “Thanks.” Shane finished and continued walking amourously toward the gate.