Brittany shook her hand. She was glad for the opportunity to touch her. She held on to her hand, lacing her fingers through the other girl's, holding onto her hand. She wondered if the other girl liked to have sweet lady kisses. It was hard to tell sometimes. She wasn't always able to tell. Sometimes girls liked to hide it, like Santana.
"You're welcome. It's so easy to see." Brittany said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. She didn't really know what else to say. She wasn't always the best with words. "I like the sharks." She said, more of her famous randomness. Brittany looked out over the sharks again, wishing she could be one and swim through the water all day. "Sometimes I wish I could be one. That would be so cool. I wonder what the sharks are thinking."