When Johnny offered to cut the cake, it was... about what Chica expected. Blur of motion, gust of wind, and suddenly enough slices of cake for the group. It was amazing how fast that speedster could move, and for someone with that level of speed - comparable to her level of strength in many ways - it was all the more fascinating that she didn't either A) run into everything, or B) accidentally send stuff flying outwards or sliding across things as he attempted to calmly place them down. Chica had problems with touch-screen phones...<br/><br/>"Was that even 3 seconds?" Chica wondered out loud, as she reached out with a pinky to slide one of the cake-slices to the nearest plate, not too worried about breaking the cake after all. "But thank you Johnny. Birthday girl gets the first slice of course..."<br/><br/>And of course, she was stuck treating her cake as finger-food, because utensils as mentioned before. Cake was one of those weird middle-ground foods thankfully. It was also quite delicious.<br/><br/>"Hmm, this is... not as sweet as I feared it'd be," Chica commented after the first bite, plucking another chunk of the cake off with ease. "Can't keep abs with too much sugar after all."<br/><br/>A shrug and a smile, and she situated herself at the table next to someone, whoever was open.<br/><br/>"So, don't want to ruin the only festivities that have gone right today for my birthday, but do we need to do a post-op debrief or anything?"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Of course Siren had to be doing this for some conservationist thing; like she should have expected anything less, right? Star Knight's quip about her making the same offer to the men's restroom actually made her laugh though.<br/><br/>"Yeah, the men would LOVE the offer," Chica added in as she was selecting her open-stall for use (no point with privacy stuff after all). "Maybe *I* should make an offer too now that I'm legal, ey chicas?"<br/><br/>However, amidst the somewhat baudy series of jokes was one that was missed, with a delightful unintended consequence: seems Lady Liberty - ever the happy helper - seemed to take her at her word about soaping up. Shampoo and conditioner bottles were one of the few containers she could safely hold, as they naturally flexed and had give to them. Otherwise she'd need an assistant for a shower, and there were many things she couldn't do by herself or required special equipment, but personal hygiene was not one of them...<br/><br/>...except hair removal; she got it all lasered off when she was sixteen. She liked her body sleek and smooth... and so did her partners. Judging by Lady Liberty's sizable flagpole, so did she.<br/><br/>And yeah, she wasn't about to tell Sonia that she was joking, not when she had such gentle, delightful fingers massaging her dreads and scalp. Noted also for later: she definitely needed to get someone on her staff to give her regular massages, now that they don't have to worry about it being 'creepy'...<br/><br/>"Mmm... is that so?" she simply responded as she was enjoying the soaping of her scalp, eyes closed and bracing herself against the wall as the water warmed, listening to the tales of Lady Liberty and the previous incarnations of whats-his-name who was escaping her for the moment. "Glad I don't have to worry about that... just breaking the world around me... might have to read some of that stuff..."<br/><br/>Out of curiosity, she glanced back to see that... apparently this wasn't something worthy of attention from the other two. Interesting... perhaps this was something normal for Sonia in the showers here. Very interesting then... now she was curious how much she could get away with with the older yet more adorable med-student...<br/><br/>The scalp-massage moved on as she let the shampoo sit for a while, moving to her shoulder with those pretty little fingers.<br/><br/>"Hmmm... awkward huh? Oh trust me, I'm enjoying this," Chica replies to the oh-so-polite latina. "Is neutronium cleaning compounds what space-people call soap though? I generally like the all-natural stuff, bonus points for vanilla scent and... tingly stuff..."<br/><br/>The shoulders moved down her back, sending shivers up her spine as it got lower, and those little eases on her the sides of her chest - tickling her tits with the soap - and it all had Chica biting her lips with her eyes closed. Chica said nothing to direct her; she simply let her continue, wanting to see just how much she was willing to give her...<br/><br/>"Hm? Weird? What?" she had to think a moment, forgetting they weren't alone... but remembering it only made this more exciting. "No, bella, this isn't too weird..."<br/><br/>Chica turned to look back at the older woman, smiling before her eyes trailed down to the throbbing tool pointed at her but not touching her... and with a upturning twist of her lips, she reached back to wrap her fingers around her shaft, able to be a little firmer than with a mortal with the woman's tougher nature.<br/><br/>"In fact... maybe you should get a little 'weirder'," she whispers back, using the hold on the woman's cock to coax her in closer, until the cockhead was touching one of her toned, firm cheeks, and the woman's chest was close enough to brush if she leaned back. "I'm an adult now, remember? Don't need to be so reserved about touching me, especially when you've been making me feel like a princess - which I'm REALLY loving.<br/><br/>"So why don't you get right up-close and 'personal,' and finish giving your princess here a good scrubbing, hmm?" she suggested, releasing her hold on the woman's groin and moving to face the wall, positioning her hand son the wall, and spreading her legs with her rump pushed out juuust a little. "I've got plenty of skin for you to 'clean', Sonia..."<br/><br/>Dearest gods in heaven - Chica wished in her mind - please never lest this girl lose this part of her personality...