Finn hadn't had to fight off the paparazzi in a while. He'd long since stopped being polite and just teleported away when someone with a camera spotted him. So it took him a beat too long to realize what Cecelia meant and, by the time he realized, he was already distracted by the display.

... Oh my. "Those look really impractical," Finn murmurs to himself, meaning the ones that were blatantly fake nails, way too long for a guy who had to work at an aquarium the next morning. He kinda really wanted to try them, though, mostly because they were impractical.

But his eyes roved down to some that were less-... Well, just less. "Ooh, those have stars. How do they do that? Can we do that? Can I get that?"