She chuckled as she hauled herself up to sit on the edge, legs still dangling in the water and sunlight glittering off the drops stuck to her skin. "I'll get you a drink if you come here," Andy replied, curling her finger in a gesture to draw him over.

"Nicky found peaches in the market yesterday," she said, leaning forward enough to put her elbows on her knees; he'd diced them and left them in alcohol and sugar in the fridge for some occasion, though Andy doubted he'd miss enough to make two drinks. "Might make you something with it."