A/N: Because, hair.

"Have you and Jade ever tried to re-enact the Lion King?" Dick asks her over freezies one day.

"Actually, yes." She says after a pause.

"Good."

"Why?"

"I'm pretty sure you two are like... one half vietnamese, quarter french, quarter lion." He explains while talking with his hands.

"...It's the mane isn't it?"

"Unless you both have Tamaranean heritage to explain the sentient mass known as your hair."

"I've filled it with secrets."

"Do those secrets have names?"

"Greta, mostly." She feels bad for saying that.

"Cool. Does Jade name her secrets?"

"She likes the name Lian."

"Neat."

They continue eating their freezies.