"Ah-" Marissa began to Rhys, just as the taxi driver started speaking as wel, and the girl blinked, looking a little bit dazed, before giving up and idly twirling a lock of her long reddish-auburn tresses in her fingers instead. "Right. Right I do! I mean we do," she glanced to the others with a bit of a nerved look, "No, sharing isn't a problem, and Our Shepherdess? That's a new one.. but somehow really fitting. Hm, what's the hotel that's near.. the.. Garden of Flowers or something like that? Into the Edge nothing, I already feel like I'm being driven right Over the Edge!"<br/><br/>"But a pleasure to meet you all." The American- or Canadian-sounding girl bobs her knees to Rhys, then the rest. Then to the driver. "Even you."