“What happened there?” Came Diana’s teasing voice. “A bad case of ‘butter fingers’? You should be more careful. We wouldn’t want the sand to get sticky.”

She walked over to dip her feet into the water and took the glass from Jinx with a nod of thanks, bringing it to her lips for a sip. “Nice.”

The swirling blue liquid reflected in Diana’s eyes as she watching Jinx from over the rim of her glass, bringing up another question to the girl’s earlier reply. “But what do you want?”