"I mean, Wish at least smells nice?" Annie offered. She thought so, anyway, even if she didn't wear it herself. "But yeah, there's a zero percent chance I'm not working on, like, a non-government holiday that falls on a Monday, of all things. And Maeve's a little...rough for Valentine's, you know? I'm the soft one, so I get to do all girly shit."

It was kind of okay, though, considering Annie sort of thrived on girly shit. See also: space spa.

"At least," she added, giving Summer a knowing look, "it's not, like, a religious holiday." Because the whole Believe Expo attitude was not really going anywhere. (Even if Starlight was, weirdly, not invited back this year.)