<i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf0080">Joanna gasped and twisted a little, trying to get away. "I don't know what you're talking about." When he mentioned the dungeon, her eyes went wide - but in mock excitement instead of terror this time. "The dungeon?! Oh please do! I wonder if they still whip you every quarter hour?!" Her voice dripped with sarcasm.</span></i>