"Have you ever heard of spray paint?" A little bit of vandalism was good for a girl. It allowed her to express her innermost artist in a way that almost no other medium could. And it was clear enough to get the point across.
"It comes in all sorts of colors," Selena explained. Her eyes flickered to the finger smears across the woman's blouse. That would stain for sure. What a pity, it had been such a nice piece to display.
The temptation was there, the lure into the tepid water had been cast. If the woman took the bait then all the better, and if not...well, then Selina would leave her to her childish chalk pictures and go do more grownup things.