Kimiko thought about it for a moment, then shrugged and nodded. Yeah, it was kind of a game! Or it could be, she supposed? Cookie decorating competition? Her information on the subject came entirely from movies. Hallmark movies, probably.

She made a face, reached up into her hair and made a different face, one less puzzled and more like What the entire fuck. She pulled a string of red licorice from her hair, pinched between her thumb and forefinger, and looked from it to Bellara and back again in completely baffled disgust. Help??