Lucy finished her nails with one final stroke of topcoat on her polish. Dipping her fingertips in ice water to harden it instantly (she'd have to thank Juvia for teaching her the trick), she then looked around for a towel. Seeing one across the room but deciding it was too much work to go get it, she shook her fingers dry and reached for her backpack.

Her halfhearted efforts to get started on her homework were unceremoniously interrupted by her blaring ringtone. Grateful for the distraction, especially since her best friend Natsu was calling, she picked up right away.

"Hey Luce, what color should I wear to prom?"

"Um… whatever color you want? I don't know," she replied, shifting to be more comfortable in her seat.

"No, no," he said, sounding a little exasperated. "We have to match; what color is your dress?"

She blinked twice, not sure if she had heard correctly. "Hey, um, since when were we going to prom together?"

He was silent for almost thirty seconds, and she was about to ask if he was still there when he said quietly, "Oh, crap. I forgot to ask you."

She wasn't sure whether to laugh or shake her head, so she simply sighed. Looking down at her nails (they really were a stunning shade of crimson), she muttered, "...red. Just… find a red dress shirt, some nice black slacks, a suit coat, and a black tie. Oh, and dress shoes. Don't you dare try to wear sneakers to prom."

Sounding surprised and a little exuberant, he responded, "Okay, got it! Love ya Luce!"