Magenta raised an eyebrow. "Puns, eh? Sorry, but puns are punishable by punching where I come from." She grinned. Her eyes followed the brunette's finger as it eased the edge of her bikini. The blonde leaned closer and reached out a tentative hand. "I think you have a crumb or something trapped there..." She raised an eyebrow in an unspoken question, and not getting a negative response, delicately slid her index finger inside the cup of the bikini top.<br/><br/>She let out a soft sigh at the feel of the soft, warm flesh, and then her fingertip just touched Liz' nipple and she paused for a moment and pulled her finger out. "Got it!" She declared, inspecting an imaginary speck on the tip of her digit, then flicking it away.<br/><br/>She felt her face burning hot as she looked back at the woman she was trying desperately to either seduce or be seduced by, and took a long sip of her drink. "I'm trying to hard, aren't I?" The stewardess sighed. "Fifteen more minutes?"