It was difficult to say which emotion she felt more at the moment: anger or confusion. Luckily her temper wasn't nearly as bad as it once was, so she merely gave a heavy sigh once her face was coated with soda. No, no. This couldn't be a dream. Never would she concoct someone nearly as annoying as he was. Or anyone that used the phrase 'manliest man of all manly mandom'  all seriousness, for that matter.<br/><br/>"Trust me, love and praise were the furthest things from my mind." She assured him, rolling her eyes lightly. As he sauntered away, she took a few steps over and leisurely picked up one of his discarded soda cans. "How exactly did you create this new reality, oh manly man?" She glanced over towards him, tossing the can within her hands a little. "Must have taken up a lot of power." Whether he was paying attention to her or not was questionable, but she had a feeling that he was more than willing to listen to praise, no matter how misdirected it was. Nevertheless, it wasn't long before she threw the can towards his head, only mildly hoping it would hit its target. "My name's Norah, by the way. I won't answer to wench much anymore."