<div class="floatright">(http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb117/hopefox17/Cuckoo.jpg)</div>Cuckoo turned to face Jack as they waited for their drinks. She cautiously scanned the common room, following Jack's spoken directions. "I see them," she murmured, turning casually back to the bar. "Maybe he figures she's a Monkey Magic fan, but I'd say you're on the money. Can't quite see the lady properly, but any mortal would be lucky to have hair like that."<br/><br/>She took up her glass carefully and raised it to her lips, sniffing it curiously. "That's a good drop," she said, surprised. "They're not cutting any corners here." She tilted her head back and drained the glass in a single gulp, only flinching a little as the alcohol burned on its way down her throat. She set the glass back down on the bar with a forceful click, feeling Legend fill her ichor again.<br/><br/>"Perfect," she said, grinning her wide, snaggletoothed grin. "And no water in it, either. If I wanted water, I'd have taken a bath."<br/><br/>Cuckoo flicked her eyes over to the couple in the booth again. "We're here to meet other heroes and fight evil. Might as well get started now." She stood up and made her way over towards Chan and Kamala's booth, clearing her throat to get their attention, although she was quite confident that her hideous appearance had not gone unnoticed.