"Look, I know it just looks like I blew all the money on stupid shit, but come on, Collins! This is for everyone, and look, this isn't even the best part of it, look what I got you." Twisting around to dig into the pockets of his pants lying on the edge of the tub, JJ pulled out a shiny card and tossed it to her. 
The gold card landed on the ground in front of her, and Collins bent down to pick it up. It was a Visa card; the kind people can buy as gift cards and put up to $200 on. "Why would you get me this?"
"So you can finally pay for your tests." He told her. "I know Charlie's been trying to get you the money, and I had it, so I got that for you to use to pay for it. Isn't it great?  You can go to the library tomorrow and use their computers to get registered right away. I just wanted to do something nice for you."
Collins's gaze softened. It truly was a kind gesture. There were only pure intentions behind this gift and as Collins turned the card over and over in her hand, she felt even worse that this money wasn't going towards JJ's restitution. For some reason he'd thought that her dues were more important than his and he'd made a calculated decision in the chaos of his impulsivity. All of this stuff he'd gotten was bought out of selflessness. It was probably one of the nicest things anyone's ever done for her. 
"You like it?" JJ's eyes were full of hope as he looked at her. He really wanted her to not be disappointed by it. He knew it wasn't the most extravagant gift, but it was something she needed and it was practical, unlike anything else that he'd bought. 
"Of course I do, JJ. It's the most thoughtful gift I've ever been given." Collins smiled gently, and she could tell that JJ was relieved to hear that by the bashful glow in his cheeks. And she really did mean it. But she could've been a lot more appreciative if she wasn't afflicted with guilt to be given this money when JJ had a need for it. "Why didn't you keep it for yourself?"
JJ pursed his lips and didn't say anything for a moment. Before any words could leave his mouth, a set of headlights shined on them as a truck pulled up to the house. Two doors slammed shut and footsteps stormed over, Kie and Pope appearing in front of them, appalled by the scene taking place in front of them. 
"You got a hot tub?" Kie said accusatorially, circling around the tub with judgement written all around her face. Looking to Collins, she stared at her in disbelief. "Is this what you two have been doing all day? Why didn't you stop him?"
"I only came in like, five minutes before you guys, all this stuff was here already." Collins replied defensively. 
"Are you kidding me? You spent all of the money in one day on this stuff, didn't you?" Pope shook his head in disappointment at the boy. "You could've paid for restitution!"
"Or literally given it to any charity." Kie added sourly. 
"Or better yet you could've helped us buy supplies to get the rest of the gold out of the well!"
As the two flipped back and forth on who sent the next chastising remark, Collins watched as JJ's face morphed into one of distraught with each and every dig. Was he going to blow up again? She could practically hear the kettle whistling. 
It started with a splash as JJ rose to throw his hands up in the air. "Okay, well, you know what, I didn't do that!" JJ shot back in frustration. The champagne flutes went upside down and the bubbles mixed with the bubbles being generated by the jets.