"What can I say? I'm still lightening fast! All those Chaser reflexes," she joked, letting out a loud shriek as he managed to get her face, and well, her arse. It was a good thing they were both wearing clothes they could most likely just dispose of after. There was no way Angie was going to waste time trying to get out all this paint...
"Well... we've certainly made a mess," she said in an amused fashion as he pulled away from her, giving him a satisfied smirk. "But just think... the rest of your day painting would have been so boring otherwise... Productive, but boring." She laughed to herself, stepping away in order to look around at the amount they had wasted. Thankfully, they had bought more than enough.
"Should we even bother cleaning ourselves off?" she asked, raising a brow in his direction suggestively.