The pony-tailed brunette in the shorts, sandals and tank top gave a short, dignified bow. "Good day. I am Flora."
The short-haired brunette in the red form-fitting bodysuit waved with all the self-control of an eight-year-old. "I'm Jordan. Today, at this beach..." She gestured to the beach. "...we're going to do more science."
"Or something vaguely connected to it."
"Are you saying that we didn't do science last time?" Jordan asked, hands on her hips.
"It was vaguely science-related, but not actual science. This, probably even less so."
