<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/hiW13Hj.jpg)<div align="center"><strong>Alizeh Cloudborn</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299823.msg14660956#msg14660956)</div></div>Alizeh started, an audible, "AH!" escaping her throat as she jumped a bit when Brigitte spoke. She hadn't realized the other woman was there. Maybe it was just that the man talking to himself seemed to draw so much focus. Was that a theater trick, she wondered?<br/><br/>She seemed to be puzzled at the warlock's comments. People would just pretend to know the classics? But these were patrons of the arts! Surely they would hang on every word being pronounced right and every reference being correct and ... musty books and jizm? Alizeh bowed her head and sniffed to see if she smelled like musty books. Could she even tell if that's what she'd spent most of her life with? "So if the guy who smells like jizm likes it then I got it right?" She asked, confused.<br/><br/>The man who was talking to himself, or apparently that was over, seemed to agree. She nodded, trying to process this information. People wouldn't know the details of centuries old books? That couldn't be right! Why wouldn't you know the details of such things! They were amazing! She sighed, realizing that maybe 'high art' was not so high and mighty as she had thought.<br/><br/>This seemed to be confirmed when a woman who entered and went for the buffet chimed in. Alizeh herself couldn't even think about eating, her stomach was dancing about like a drunk wyvern and the thought of putting anything in it was about the worst thing she could do at the moment. "<em>Embellish?!?</em>" She repeated, horrified. It was like being asked to smash a stained glass window. "<em>Sex it up?</em>" She repeated, her words breathless and her pitch unnaturally high as the air left her body at the horror of it.<br/><br/>She put her hands to her hair, careful not to mess it up too much, but she needed to hold her temples. She'd spent the whole time preparing every little word correctly and now she was being told nobody would care about that and she should just make it up and make it sexy? She took several deep breaths, ragged, gasping, hyperventilating at this rush of madness. "Is that really the best way?" She wondered out loud.<br/><br/>