(Fakk, missed so much.)<br/><br/>Gabrielle had lost herself for a moment in a daydream... a marvellous daydream about those damn twins. Even known for her courage, Gabrielle hadn't worked up the nerve to ask them both out on a date, no matter how much she wanted them to give her the "double harmonica" on her "skin flute". As she began to form a bit of a tent in her trousers -- she wasn't ashamed of it, most people in the Cirque knew of her "gift" -- she didn't even notice as Cid walked by, tipping his hat.<br/><br/>She shook her head idly and crossed her legs, smiling up at Camelia (she had to get one of those tattoos some day, she'd already let Cam pierce one of her nipples and she rejoiced every day that she had). As more and more people cropped up, she managed a sneer at Enzo and a playful -- maybe even slightly flirty -- smile and wink at Izzy.<br/><br/>Though, when Serina would go for the offered cigarette, she'd find that it was already gone, somehow lit, and between the magician's ruby lips. They tasted so much better stolen.<br/><br/>She nodded up to the freshly roused cook.<span style="color: #000080">"Coffee... you know 'ow I like it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>