Lennon heard ‘shower’ and perks up, taking over. “I’m up.” [b]’He’s already in the way.’[/b] Lennon smirks. ‘Good to know.’ She turns into a hawk and lands on the floor. She runs to the showers and she gets in a stall before she unclothes to take a shower. 

Zenith smiles sweetly at the retreating girl’s back, and she smiles brightly at the sculpture. “Barry! Oh this is so sweet, thank you.” She kisses him. “Stay right there,” she chuckles and comes back with a wet rag. She carefully scrubs the clay off of his cheek and hands.