The two women drifted closer, the taller woman apparently unconcerned, although the shorter one kept glancing in Eliza's direction, biting her lip. There was something odd about the taller women, something about the eyes... suddenly, as she got close enough, it became obvious. The eyes were completely green, both pupil and the rest of the eyeball. Her movements were unnaturally fluid as well. She was a mutant.<br/><br/>The men spluttered and ummed, their eyes fixated on Eliza's large breasts and slit. Chuckling, the designer finally nodded.<br/>"I've always liked the french maid outfit. Go for that one," he decided.