She covered her mouth quickly, trying to muffle her laugh at this announcement. "Is it at least blue?" What? She had her preferences.

"I suppose they'll have to shave for you. If you can't even have a pencil, then they probably won't want to give you a razor either."

Elle ducked her head at that, an effort to cover up the red that had begun spreading in her cheeks. "Maybe with Travis, definitely not with you."