"Yes!" Rose said with a grin, imagining bouncing around in a room full of mattresses. That sounded like fun. More fun than swimming in a tub full of pudding, which had been fun enough, but then she'd been covered in pudding. Mattresses didn't cover you in goo. "I like lime green and yellow, too. It's like limeade and lemonade."
She kind of wanted some juice now. But that could wait. Instead, she followed his lead and twisted around in her swing, then let it spin out entirely, her feet dragging in the ground until she came to a dizzy stop almost facing him, and grinning. "That'd be brilliant!" she said. "I mean, I usually like smaller spaces. But we'd have the loft so that'd be okay."