The Beach

"So...hmm. Back to our sandcastle or more food?"

Belladonna shrugged, perfectly content to follow what everyone else did.

"Hmm want to dance?"

“Did I hear sandcastle?” Bo asked.

The woman blinks, snapping out of her temporary daze.
"Huh? Oh. Sandcastles. Surfers. Food. Right. I'm Diana, by the way. Pronounced dee-ah-nah not die-ah-nah, mind you," She says, pointing a correcting finger at each person, "Anyway, I'm going to go catch a few waves. Maybe I'll help with this said 'sandcastle' later. See ya'." She runs toward the water, then glides in, her board cutting through the waves.

"Well that was a quick exit," noted Kate. "And yes you heard sandcastle!"

Moments later, Diana appears, slowly cruising in on a small wave.
"Ugh. I missed the set. I am not fighting against those strong currents just for another one-footer." She climbs to shore and plops her board on the sand. "So. What we doin'?"

"Oop sorry to hear that! Welcome back!"

"We're building a sandcastle!" Purva announced proudly. "Unfortunately, my writer has forgotten whether we've acquired wet sand or not yet. She does know we were going to paint the sandcastle and add trees and little surfers, though! Wanna help?"

"I think we got some wet sandd. Pretty sure on that. So we can add more details!"

"Hooray!" Purva dumped a bucket of wet sand onto the place she'd drawn for a large tower to go. It would make up the first floor.

"Woo, let's make this castle!"

Belladonna poured some paint into one of her cups, mixing it into a good color for the tower base. She held it out. "How does this look?"

"OOoh I like that I think. We could totally use thatt!"

Leiko watched them, then turned back to Bo and Railyn. “Thanks again for the food,” he said to Bo.