<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5a/Lady_wizard3.jpg)<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>Sharell Zenteno</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299823.msg14669618#msg14669618)</div></div><br/>The prickly pride of the devoted diva Luciana got nothing but a low chuckle from Sharell as she flounced away and slammed the door. She had no doubt that the entertainer would try to be a spirited rival in her own right, but her pampered prattling just seemed...<em>adorable</em>to Sharell, who would have liked nothing better than to pinch her cheek and tell her that yes, she was absolutely fearsome, and<em>shwo cwute</em>. The woman Briar, on the other hand, under her gaze the sleuth could feel someone walking over her grave. Whatever confrontation might have erupted apparently didn't thanks to the more martial of her companions; she would content herself with marking that face and not forgetting it.<br/><br/>Speaking of shwo cwute, there was Alizeh suddenly getting wobbly at the notion that she was teetering in heels. As Sharell was fairly well convinced that high heels were an invention of Demogorgon to bring pain and rage into the world, she felt an intense pang of sympathy, at least before the girl was swept off her feet by the two gorgeous elves. Then it was, perhaps, a pang of jealousy.<br/><br/>Still she had no time for such feelings when Lady Alana Silvershield was offering her flowers and favor. "You are too kind to me, Lady Silvershield," she put a hand to her chest and inclined her head, although she gave Brigitte a sidelong wink. "Surely Tuesday Knight's performance was the greater, as while I am a humble country seer she has kept abreast of all the latest trends, while I sought merely to peer into the soul of man she has laid it bare, and thus her exhibition is m-ore of a bite at something I can but nibble at and nip, please!"<br/><br/>She smiled at Lady Silvershield, subtle bordering on shy. "The rose is lovely, though."