Sean snickered at the C.O.'s response and found a drink to take a long pull on.  "Philistine," he teased.  "No one appreciates classic 2D cinema anymore."  After another pull, he snickered, "Maybe you'll like yours better."<br/>He smiled as the other girl's showed more apreciation, though his fair skin betrayed him just a hair at Key's implied experience, and quite a bit more at Ethnia's offer to 'educate him.'  He opened his mouth, not sure what he meant to say and nothing came out but a short stammer, so he put some more drink in instead.<br/>Now what was he goign to say...  Oh, yes, "It's a convention of the style..."  He trailed off with a groan, images still dancing in his head...  The redhead firmly put his drink down.<br/>Key's envelope also held a cardstock drawing of all three girls.  The picture wasn't quite as good, but still well drawn and flattering.  This time they weren't in cossplay, but popular fashions.<br/>Key in an loincloth dress opened to bare her belly and hints of the undersides of her breasts.  Ethnia in a timeless outfit once worn by roman musicians--a tube top, crop jacket, and short skirt.  Natalie's skirt was full length--albiet slit up the left side, but her top was a daring lace halter.