"This is not your fountain to take over and play with at will," said Zach, steely. He took off her glamour. "If you want to cool down go sit in your bathtub, or go nick Jennie's boyfriend, who is apparently marvelous at cooling charms."
He stepped out. "No, I feel fine. Sitting in a fountain is ridiculous and desperate." But he didn't dry his clothes yet. And it had given him a plan for tomorrow, if the heatwave didn't break.