“I guess you could attribute that to my years of trying to blend in, well, when I want.” The Daeva snickered. “There are times when I find wearing a completely outlandish outfit is reasonable for me. I guess when I am in the mood to attract attention from, well, anyone.”
“I once wore shoes with phalluses for heels. Those proved to be quite the conversation piece. Needless to say, I was prepared for those stares and conversations.” Heartily laughing, she did wonder if Twist would have appreciated them. Perhaps it was time for those to surface again.
Judging by Emma’s prior verbal disapproval of something, Vivian couldn’t help but ask. “So, something stirring the pot tonight?”
Well, so much for that…
“I wouldn’t say fashion is a struggle. At least not for some.” She grinned but her eyes lingered on Emma’s for just a moment for a little non-spoken exchange. Being addressed as Priscus was a bit odd...
“I’ve been doing quite well, how about you?” She was pleasant with her tone, and a little more friendly than normal to the little puppy who came licking their heels.