"I know that look."
"No you don't."
"Yes, I do. It's the look you always have when you're excited for something but can't or don't want to tell me what it is just yet," Indigo replied.
Lemon pressed her lips together, biting them on the inside. "Maybe," she let out after a bit.
"What is it?" Indigo asked.
Lemon shook her head. "Not telling you."
Indigo quirked an eyebrow. "Is it same thing you mentioned before? The one you needed that website for?"
"Yep." Lemon nodded. "That same thing."
"I see." Indigo stepped closer. "So why that face? Is the website working again?"
"Not yet," Lemon replied, "no, but I'm starting work on the other part of the project."
"Ah. Got you." Indigo had a brief look around, and then walked towards the fridge, to get herself some water.
Lemon looked at her. "You really shouldn't be drinking straight from the bottle. It's unsanitary."
Indigo almost choked on the water she was drinking. "Really? You're the one saying that?" She cleaned her mouth and put the bottle back in the fridge.
"Well, it's true." Lemon playfully pouted.
"Like you actually mind having your lips where mine have been."
Lemon couldn't keep her annoyed expression up. "Alright. You got me there. No problem with our lips touching." She waited for a beat. "Neither type of lips." Another. "In either combination."
"I got the point the first time around, Lem'," Indigo said, flatly.
"Lesbian sex."
"Ugh." It took every last drop of Indigo's dwindling willpower not to facepalm. "How do you function, exactly?"
Lemon shrugged. "Cellular respiration? Something like that, probably. I erased almost all memories of science class from my brain as soon as I could." She stared off into the distance for a moment. "I've mostly replaced them with song lyrics, obscure trivia facts about sloths, and the intricate details to the plots of multiple long running works of erotic original fiction I came across online."
Indigo slowly, very slowly nodded. "I see."
"Apparently my brain is more receptive to memorising information when I'm sexually stimulated." Lemon still had the same far off look in her eyes.
Indigo coughed. "Can we move on to something else?"
Lemon's expression didn't change. "Did you know sloths live in symbiosis with algae that reside in their fur?"
"Huh." Indigo was silent for a moment. "No, I did not know that."
The silence stretched on for a bit.
"Do you want something to eat?" Indigo asked to break the building awkwardness.
"Nah." Lemon shook her head. "I think I'm fine."
Indigo waited for a moment. "Okay then."