"That'll have to do. I can't think of anything better." Hopefully it'll sink. It doesn't look like something that'd just float awkwardly on the top of the water anyway.

Her nose smooshes into the glass as she presses closer, going on tiptoe for that extra little leverage.

"It doesn't look smooshy or anything yet." Her smile is nervous, but she's trying to remain positive. Confident. "Guess we can only try? If it gets too bad. We can.. run and pretend this never happened?"

Only....

"Are you any good at these things?"

Does she have to do it?