"That's the downside of gloss, yeah." Stickiness was something Fluffy was used to, but that did not mean that whenever her hair got glued on her lips because of the lip gloss she didn't get annoyed.
Sighing, Fluffy prepared for another explanation about things humans took for granted. "Cops are policemen. Law enforcement, or the people who will put you in a locked up room if you break certain rules, basically. Arrested is when you get locked up for breaking those certain rules. And consequences is what happens because you did something. Like, they say every action has a reaction, which also means a consequence. If I do something, something else will happen because of it, you know?" She hoped he did get her, because other than that Fluffy was lost for ways to define what consequences meant.
Dylan's protest about her still wearing clothes made Fluffy look down at herself. "They're transparent, honey. And I'm wearing a thong. Underwear is really just stuff I wear out of habit at this point. Well that and because some guys dig it. But I wouldn't want to disappoint..." Drawing a breath, she snapped her bra open behind her back, and slid if off her arms. While she got on her knees and removed her thong Fluffy chuckled to herself thinking about the odds of being arrested for public indecency. Not the first time either. She tossed her underwear onto the dress she had removed earlier and sighed. "There, now we're even." Fluffy sat back down.
When Dylan spread the glitter over her calf and held her gaze Fluffy bit her tongue and laughed. The boy was more sassy than he looked, and it amused her. She had no idea what he was thinking about as his hand brushed against her calf, and so she kept on smiling, letting him 'shine her up' to his heart's content. "Well then maybe another day I'll bring you some. Any preference on color, or can I pick?" She couldn't believe she was promising a fish-dude - merman, right, that's what they were called? - waterproof glitter, but then again, stranger things had happened to her on days like these.
"Oh, good question..." She drove a digit to her chin, looking away in thought. Was there really anything she wanted from him? At first thought the answer was no, so she looked back at Dylan and shrugged. "Give me whatever you want to, I'm cool."