It's nice to proverbially let your hair down. Nia took care to assure everyone tonight that oh my god she's not a prefect, and put her money where her mouth was by promptly downing two pink fizzy drinks within minutes of arriving on the boardwalk. She's lookin' cute, feelin' great and two sheets to the wind as she wanders into one of the boardwalk gift shops.

"I want a hermit crab." She says as she passes a tank of them. The idea of a hermit crab familiar is very appealing to her muddied mind, but not that appealing because she wanders away and over to a rack of sun glasses.

She picks up a pair of thick pink-rimmed plastic ones and places them on the face of the person next to her. "These make you look beautiful."