Her fire-elemental spiritual friend was a troll in form, Harper remembered.  Sadly, she also remembered he didn't<em>quite</em>have the whole 'voice and social interaction' thing down pat.  Couldn't really blame him; he was after all a frighteningly magical fire-monstrosity who was somehow a legal(ish) citizen with a job...<br/><br/>"Hey, Smokey, your voice is doing that thing again," she says forcing a smile. "And you wouldn't happen to be talking about that thing with Lone Star by chance?  All over the matrix?  Anyway... just figured I'd stop in and say 'hi' and see how you were doing.  It's not often I can head out here so close to lava and whatnot, how'ya been?"<br/><br/>It was kind of weird in a nice way knowing that her usual flirtiness would likely be lost on the spirit-man... unless he'd learned that since last time.  Could have, and she'd never done a spirit before... though she worried naturally about burning her butthole out...