Bre shrugged her shoulders. "How would you know? Maybe I like my men with horns." As soon as it was out she mentally berated herself. She was glad for his questions after that. "3,000 years? Oh, I keep that in the spare room." She joked. "If you want a walk, the library, but you'll have to get rid of the tail." She said looking at the appendage. She giggled when it was wagging like a dogs.<br/>"Or if your looking for social corruption as well as lies and back stabbing, try the local highschool. Or maybe if you want to keep the tail, my back room has tons of reference books. Have at it." She waved a hand down the hall and picked at the food on the table.<br/>She packed it away and put it in the fridge. "And, Helkior." She turned to face him. "I love the tail. Don't lose it." She flirted without knowing why and what she was doing.<br/>She blushed and looked away, cleaning the dishes and doing anything to keep from looking at him.