Mira grins, blushing just a little at the impromptu kiss and glad she's in the dark. "You're pretty adorable normally," she says, relaxed enough to be honest, "but hey, even better if you can get free stuff out of it."

"You don't have any blue," she says, looking her over as they dance, and impulsively reaches her free hand, still painty, to draw a line from her neck into a fibonacci spiral over her collarbone.