Caroline and I walk out of the crowd and she plugs in a stereo while I took a swig of my beer. She walks to the other side of the gallery and I slowly pump up my water pistol in silence. When I have adequate pressure I stop and turn on the music, “California Gurls” by Katy Perry. I begin to squirt Caroline in the face with buttermilk from my water pistol, pumping intermittently. It covers her face and drips onto her white shirt. When I run out of juice I place the water pistol on the floor. Caroline walks towards me and places her hands either side of my face, I put mine on her hips. She leans in, as if for a kiss, and begins to clean her face with my tongue. When she’s finished she wipes my chin, we bend down for our drinks and walk back into the crowd with the music still playing.
