“It’s okay. You can look at them.” She says adjusting her pony. You looo back at her “you want me to look at them?” You say. Laughing and tossing another grape in the air and catching it. “Sure why not.” She says. You take a grape and toss it in the air and try to catch it in your mouth, but it hits you in the eye instead and bounces off you into the sand. You both start to laugh. You begin to feel more comfortable and you lean your body back on the towel propping yourself up with your elbows.