The illusionist offered a little smile, taking another deep inhalation off of the cigar, smirking around the butt of it.<span style="color: #0000ff">"Bit stronger than I'm used to, but not bad."</span>Her heart was already racing -- while she wasn't exactly the biggest fan of Enzo, he was family nonetheless. The prospect of Izzy, Serina, Agatha, and Angelo all being back in the same place was more than she could have hoped to ask for. While there were certainly other people she wished to have seen one last time, she was happy to take what she had.<br/><br/>She quickly followed behind her old friend, taking stock of the place a little more with each step. So Izzy and Enzo were in charge now... it made sense, though Gabrielle suspected that Enzo was ringleader in name only. Izzy, however, had always had a deep attachment to the management of the Cirque. It worked.<span style="color: #0000ff">"I hope you haven't found a new magician yet. I brought all my stuff, and... well, we'll say I haven't let my blade get dull while I was overseas."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>