"Jersey." Gwen said, giving the other girl a bright smile. "Howdy, neighbor," she added, playfully.
"No, it's not just you." Gwen turned with a frown to the bathing suits. "It seems like the ones here are even smaller than the ones back home. Must be something about the California weather?" She pulled one off the rack that was nothing more than triangles and string made out of a gaudy, shining, faux-snakeskin material. "...ugly."