Bashful

"I got two, in case one is too small. Blair always eats the entire thing, so I'm not sure."

"Thanks," he said while taking the box from Hershey, a small smile on his face. The blue nail polish on her hands was somewhat glowing, as though mocking Colt. "You didn't have to, though."

"I did," she chirped, and then her attention was drawn to his yellow nail. "Oh! What do you think of the glowing nail polish?"

"Ummm." It's cute and distracting, but he couldn't say that. "It's interesting. Cadmus got a kick out of it." Which was kind of true, at least, as he mostly got actual kicks from Colt. 

Every time he brought it up, he'd give him a kick out of the fact that it's there, and that she'd put it on, but that was irrelevant.