Persephone eyes the new arrival and smiles.<br/><br/>"Well met, cousin," she says to Sandra, idly wondering if the woman shares her mother's well-known proclivities...and that thought was followed by another one, the nature of which brought a blush to the young geologist's cheeks.  "Coming with us on our little European vacation?  Too far north for the beaches, I'm afraid...this time, anyway.  Maybe later."<br/><br/>Her eyes linger hopefully on the pendant for a moment.<br/><br/>"So, uhm...nice, uhm, moon rock.  Genuine article?"