Fred was still getting used to being back in LA after all that time in Pylea where she was hiding out in a cave which beat being a slave. She was so relieved to get out of that damn sack she had to wear which was really itchy. One of the first things she had to have after coming back was tacos. She just loved tacos and these tacos weren't made of bark.
"Oh nail polish!"
Cordy jumped when Fred came up behind her.
"Could you wear a bell or something. Now I have nail polish all over me."
"Gosh I'm sorry. I'm still not used to being around people."
"I kind of figured. Why don't you work on your people skills while I go take a shower."
Cordy left and Fred walked over to the nail polish and looked at it.
"Crimson Delight sounds so fancy."
Fred went under the desk to paint her nails. It felt safe under there because she was still afraid that she'd wake up and find herself back in that cave.
By Barbara Desmond