"It has to be secret! Don't like, tell Frankie or something. It's just Mardi Gras, it ain't no thing," she replied, hauling her shirt back down and adjusting it slightly, getting comfy once again. She took the beads and ducked under them, before getting to adjusting the tie around her neck. "Well earned riches," she commented, twisting some beads around her finger.

"I feel less left out now, dude. Thanks," she added, lifting a hand up to give him a fist bump.