He lazily slid his arms around her waist. The splattering recoil all around them didn't bother him much, even as their swimsuit-clad skin got coated with various fruits, syrups, and topping.

"You know, if this were all real, it would be a pain in the ass to clean up," he pointed out. "Of course, if it were all real, we'd just have the Prinnies do most of it.