She had to call her Bella didn't she? No one on the planet calls her "Bella" save for Cammy, and it's damn adorable when she does ,too.  Izzy blushes profusely, adjusting her hat as she tries to play  the hug down,  act like shes not phased.  She doesn't really hug  back as to not be 'creepy', just enough to be friendly<span style="color: olive">"I ..erm...Thanks  Cam."  </span>She mumbles ,  not really knowing what to say.  Her hand moves to rub the lipstick mark from her cheek, her fingertips lingering over the marked skin as she rubs it away.  She doesn't make eye contact with Camelia, just stares into her cup then out to the gathered group around the wagon.<br/><br/>She watches as her brother turns to Gabrielle, shaking her head as she can only imagine what shit will pour out of his mouth this time.<br/><br/><span style="color: olive">"I had no idea he slept with the cook again...feel like I set you up for that one."</span>She apologizes needlessly.<span style="color: olive">"I wish he'd just leave. Go home and I'd never have ta' see his ass again. I mean what does anyone <b>SEE </b>in him!?" </span><br/>The question isn't direct, but it may as well be.<br/><br/>__________________________<br/><br/><span style="color: navy">"I've a rather stupendous life 'Frenchy'.</span>" he addresses Gabrielle with a sardonic tone.<span style="color: navy"> "When are you going ..to...be ...less......french!?"</span><br/><br/>Swing and a miss.<br/><br/>He has his hands on his hips , and his perfectly 'pretty' features have a look of annoyance. Gabrielle was always on his ass. Too bad. He'd heard about the wondrous treat she was packing between her legs, just as everyone had. Enzo can only imagine what a sight it would be attached such a...limber girl.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>