Coconut Grove minute maid pink lemonade

velen:

the two pale girls stood before him, clearly ready to perform their task. velen parted his jaws to humourize a bit of advice, but was cut off by saucy's salacious rejoinder. eyes widening, the boy gasped, mouthed formed into a shocked 'o' as he glanced first to dalia, in case she was just as scandalized. in the next moment, however, velen began to laugh, a rich guffaw that echoed off the stone faces.
"wow!" he exclaimed, his gaze thoroughly approving as it came to rest on saucy. "that was fuckin' great." assured he would be chortling about that at random intervals for the next five days, velen attempted to compose himself. "buss it that way," he instructed, motioning at the small drop below them. 
with any luck, the coconut would hit the sharper rocks below, effectively spraying everywhere and oh god he was laughing again. motioning helplessly at the girls, velen sat down and waited to see what saucy would do, shoulders shaking with mirth.