her/she kiss

"I'll give you another piece of chocolate if you tell me."

"Wh- that's not fair at all! You're not going to eat the milk chocolate pieces anyway."

Flora laughs, rocking back to let her knees take respite from encroaching elbows pinned atop. In one hand is the paper bag of chocolate kisses and in the other is a lone confectionary droplet, swiftly melting, that would find itself quite at home being tossed into the currently slack-jawed mouth of the person across from her.

"Fair's fair. You told me you had something to tell me and I told you you can tell me anything, so if you don't want to tell me anymore, you've at least got to tell me..." she pops the chocolate kiss into her mouth and quickly chews once, swallows "...that."

"Gah..." Exasperated hand goes to embarrassed face. "I just thought...I might like it if you used feminine pronouns for me."

Flora's eyes roll with expert style and charm. "Feminine pronouns, she says - there is no such thing! Say you mean she and her, if you like."

The burning-red face goes from one eye peeked to the whole of it opening and lighting up, if bashfully. Grinning, Flora queries, "Do you still want a kiss, Adele?"

"Who?"

"Adele. Does she want another kiss?"

Adele nods gratefully, her heart full.