Clara found herself doing the same thing as Sara; laying on her back, her eyes half closed, breathing hard and ragged as she stared up at the ceiling. Glancing over to her right, she saw the mermaid in the window looking at them while wearing very, very red cheeks.
"I think someone liked what she saw," Clara laughed, gesturing with her chin towards the mermaid. The mermaid, unable to withstand that level of embarrassment, shot away out of view. That only made Clara chuckle harder.
"When are we doing this again?" Clara asked, leaving out any doubt that it wouldn't be happening again.