A purple gift

"I have a gift for you." Nora rummaged in her pocket, unwrapped the silk hankerchief, and gave her 'lucky' pebble to Brock.

Brock held it up to his eye. "It's a pebble?"

"Put it up to a light."

He switched on his flashlight, and pointed it at the pebble. It suddenly turned from it's usual murky black, to a brilliant purple! "Oh wow! What a lovely color! How did you know purple was my favourite?"

"I did my research."

"Well, I don't even know what to say. Thanks Nora, I really appreciate it!" Brock played around with the pebble for a moment, before he placed it in his pocket. "I was more expecting you to give Roxxy a gift, rather than me."

She raised one eyebrow in slight confusion. "Why do you say that?"

"Ah, er, well, no reason. Uh, I guess I'll have to think of something to give you in return!"

"Well," she pondered for a moment, "you're good at drawing. I've always wanted to be drawn in the nude."

If Brock was drinking something, he would have spit it out in a comical fashion.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding!" Nora giggled, pushing his shoulder.

"Well, I mean," he cleared his throat, "I could, ha-ha...!"

"Hm, I'll consider it." She winked slyly at him. Brock coughed awkwardly and shifted his gaze back to his sketch book.