For several seconds, all that could be heard was the soft patter of paint dripping off of Effie's Mental Model, as the now luridly paint-splattered blonde slowly wiped the paint off her face and out of her eyes. She then looked down at herself, and then at Bay, before cocking an eyebrow. "On the whole, I don't think this is my colour. What do you think?" she asked everyone present.<br/><br/>The silence was then broken by the sound of uproarious laughter, as<em>Abbeydale</em>slumped to her knees. "Oh, by the Code, you should see yourselves!" she cackled, hooting with full on belly laughs until she had tears in her eyes. "I haven't seen anything like that since those stuck-up Scarlet Fleet blue-nosers arrived at the Flow!"