"Gooooodbye moderation!" Circe cheered in agreement. "So, Italian food?" Circe laughed as the camera's origins came up. She gave Quick a playful wink, "Lets just say I have my ways of getting things. And I am personally hoping for," she gave a thumbs up, "A bloopers reel!"
Her red eyes widened as a excited look came across her face, "That'd go great with the Italian food wouldn't? So messy. But if its not funny film," Then she shrugs with her hands in the air, "meh I suppose ya'll get a montage out of it. Editing software should be easy." Circe left unsaid if she meant editing film, code, or getting the program.
Circe started nodding to Quick's views as she reached for his own slice, then paused. The look she gave him included a narrowed right eye, raised left eyebrow, and lifting left ear. It got read wrong. "Uh-huh," was her reply to his clarification, "Well that's sounds a lot better then tellin' me to dial down on bitch. But yer other point is a good one too. I have my own crown but what goes with the accessory?"
Circe stretched in her chair, lifting her ass of the seat as she reached into a pocket. She sat back down holding up a gold $1 coin while grabbing a slice again with her left hand, "Shall we find out?" and took a bite of pepperoni laden pizza.