Ptricia looked around appreciatively as she climbed in, hauling her packed up drum kit.<br/><br/>"Oh, I like what you've done with the place. Comfy without being ostentatious. Could do with a few obelisks, but I guess that's just me. Nothing like a few stone pillars to give a room a touch of understated elegance."<br/><br/>She dropped down in the seat, and grinned like a tiger when the bus took off. "Whoooooohoooooo! Now this is what I call a ride..." She looked over at the collapsed Chris and drew a finger down the black tear-streak markings on her face. "... cheetah, remember? You can tell by the go faster stripes! You okay?"<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"With regards to Becca...what's gonna happen now? I'm in no hurry for her to come back-a few eons, perhaps-but, uh, for a rather more IMMEDIATE concern, will you be destr-*cough*-utilizing a bathroom or something? I'm not sure about this vore business, especially not with sphinxes."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Ptricia wrinkled her nose. "Thank you for putting that so delicately. You'd be surprised at how little my metabolism leaves... It won't be a problem. More importantly, is anyone going to miss her? I can still do a reformation spell and soul transfer for the next couple of hours... after that, she's off to the Offering Fields,  or wherever it is dragons go. Your call. I can put her back on this plane with a few words on how the next time she shows her snout in the same time zone as you, I _chew_, or we can let nature take it's course."<br/><br/>OOC: Reizu, is the bus interior dimensionally expanded, or does it just use the natural space?