"Exhausted? Who'se exhausted? I'm so hyped up on Mountain Dew right now! You should really drink some." she shoved her plastic cup towards Dallas slowly.
Suddenly she turned diamond all over again. "I'm a diamond girl, in a diamond world... life's fantastic, mountain dew's the best yeah!" she mock-sang the Barbie girl song which totally was not her ringtone when she was 7.
"I'm a little more of a Pepsi guy," Dal said as evenly as he could.
"I swear it will help keep you awake silly!" she ruffled his dirty blonde hair.
"I can't get much more awake than this."
"That's good, I wouldn't want you sleeping on me. Not when we have so much fun things to do!"
"We're...not going home after this?"
"Oh we could, yeah, but I thought maybe you were too tired, we might have to crash somewhere closer to here, like I don't know... the car, a library maybe, who knows really." she batted her diamond eyelashes.
Dallas' eyebrows tilted and he sat up a little straighter. "Is...the Institute that far away? I didn't think it was that far away. We could make it. Think you...could drive?"
"...It's not that far away, is it? We really gonna have to crash somewhere close?" he glanced at her waiting for her to speak.
"I don't think I could drive... I'm still kinda drunk from earlier Dal..."
"I could buy us a hotel!" she lit up.
"A whole hotel?"
"Well I mean a room... but like I could totes buy the whole thing!"
"Nah...there's a lot of taxes on a whole hotel."
"Oh... well a room, if you don't want to crash anywhere you could try driving us... I mean how did we even get here... I don't remember."
"I already crashed that one car with the cute foxy in it, I feel really bad still."
"Oh. Morrison. I think he's over it. He's a good dude."
"That's good, I haven't been a very good friend to you Dally," she ruffled his hair again. "I feel bad about things I did with my old powers... I was a brat an like really forceful and I'm sorry... I want to be a better person. And you were wrong when you said I wasn't weak. I've always been weak for you."
"You're getting...kinda confessional, Nicole. Sure you're okay?"
"IDK maybe not... maybe I do need to get some sleep..."
"I might get one more sundae to go. Do you wanna go back to the Institute? Hotel? You gonna be okay?"
"I'm fine... just no more Mountain Dew for me. I kinda of want to stay in a hotel, I used to all the time when daddy was on trips. They are kinda comfy to me... and all the hotel people always pampered me you know?"
"Yeah. I know."
"Oh right, I forgot I've probably told you that a hundred times."