Kendra and Megan sat on either side of her.

Megan put on a fresh layer of shiny lip gloss from a silver tube.

“It’s way too hot in this room,” Megan complained.

Kendra played with the ends of her blonde hair.

“It’s totally boiling,” Kendra agreed loudly.

Megan snapped her compact mirror shut and dropped it into her purse.

“And we had to walk three blocks in these heels from the parking lot,” Megan said.

Vanessa tapped her silver spoon against her glass.