“Hey, you little brats,” says London, “you spilled nail polish on the duvet!” A blue sparkly stain spreads across the pink and white bedspread. She picks up the overturned bottle, pinching it delicately between two fingers. “This stuff is so gross,” she says. “Do you know how many chemicals must be in that?”

“Like as many as in your hair dye?” Milan says.

“It’s not dye, it’s henna,” says London. “It’s all natural.”

“It’s ugly. And it stinks,” says Milan.

“Yeah,” says Vienna. “It really stinks, Aunt F. Like garbage.”

London grabs a pink hoodie off the bed and begins to mop up the spilled nail polish.

“That’s my hoodie!” Milan screeches. “You bitch!” She runs out of the room.

“Bitch!” Vienna echoes, ripping the hoodie out of London’s hand and following after Milan.

London wipes a bit of nail polish off her hand onto the duvet and turns back to the television as though nothing has happened. “I was just telling the girls about these sharks? In Mexico? Where they keep them in tanks and put muzzles on them so that they can’t bite anyone? And the people tease them and get them all worked up so they go into a frenzy and then they ride them like bulls? It’s, like, so horrible. You probably don’t even know anything about it.”

“That’s not a real thing, L,” Finn says.

London juts her chin forward. “It is, Aunt F. I saw it on the internet.”

“Not everything you see on the internet is real,” Finn says, sitting down on the edge of the bed. “Or on TV, for that matter. Or in newspapers. Or…” London stares at her like she has a horn growing out of the middle of her forehead. “Never mind.”

London flings herself back on the pillow in a huff. “You don’t know everything, Aunt F.”

Finn is not going to argue with that. “Who’s that guy?” she asks instead, gesturing towards the television, where an attractive man in a wetsuit is talking to the camera from a boat.

“Adam Pelley,” London murmurs. “He’s a marine biologist who works at the Monterey aquarium. He rescues sharks and films documentaries about them to counteract the negative shark stereotypes perpetrated by the mainstream media.”

“He’s cute.”