The scandalized dancer looked at the girl before her, and then let out a laugh as she gripped the ruffled pillow near her, "What are you supposed to be?  You look silly!  Oh my gosh, if<em>you're</em>my replacement then I concede!" As her laughter died away she snickered a bit and then went on, "A bit frumpy for a dancer don't you think?  Still, you can show me what ya got if ya want.". Anya sat back with a suggestive look upon her face, but it was obvious she still wasn't ammused.