[ Spell ] - The sender and the receiver put their hands up in the air, posing in a way that spells out a word.
"That's an idea! What should we try to spell?"
Janaff taps his lips, scrambling for something to spell. His eyes catch the funny glasses on the table, and his wings flutter with the idea.
"Let's do the year! One-one-eight-zero! We can use two hands for the eight, and a blank space for the zero." Not his best idea, but an idea nonetheless. The two press together, Janaff arching his wings above Constance to let her get close, then...
SNAP!












