Eventually, the density of beanbag throws forced Billy to surface and investigate. He feared it was someone taunting an offworlder, but a quick scan revealed a flash of pink. Even his water-blurred sight couldn't mistake her.

Billy paddled to the ledge of the pool, clinging to it with one hand. He made a self-conscious effort to sink as low as possible, exposing only the tops of his shoulders.

"All right, you got me. What is it?"