pokes the anionic sack, more fascinated then disgusted or anything alike, then extremly maturely, giggles.<br/><br/>"Impressive.." she comments slowly, peeking around, folding her hands, mumbling into her hands, blowing on them, to create a copy of her out of words and air, some part of herself to have fun.. whilest she continued onto the execution of her actual job, could not be too hard to locate the wall she was directed to find, despite the.. interesting anatomy of the entire place.<br/><br/>Her copy, once assembled, brushed her hair in a seductiver position, stepping over to examine the buffet, smiling an innocent-dark, social interactions smile that brought it's owner far in hellish diplomacy.