She looks to Mason, "I saw that YouTube video too. And the sequel. Good call Mason, oh ho ho ho!" That was a fun series.
Circe holds her tongue when Seraphina decries fame. "The limelight had its pro's and con's," she assures Seraphina and the boys. "The biggest con I've sene, is it makes life an absolute BITCH when yer trying ta do pranks or mischief," she sips her bubbly water. "Seriously, ya can't pull some Scooby Doo stuff when folks are going, oooh," she puts on a fake smile as she tilts her head and does a rather impressive Valley Gurl impression, "Can I like totally take a like selfie with you. Smile, click click, Duck Lips click."
She rolls her eyes with a sound of disgust. Dipping back into Valle Gurl disguises always felt, well, wrong. Unclean? No, more like her inner Iron Spear was reflexively saying punch this idiot and then going into a logic loop due to Circe being the idiot. "Punchable face," she mumbles her thoughts and experience aloud.
"What? That isn't true," brownish-red eyes dart to the sapphires to defend the clowns. "They doooon't, uh," she thinks for a moment as she tries to object to the joke. Circe begins recalling the pop culture murder clowns she knows. How was their cleanliness habits? "Purple skinny with the sky guy voice that is fair. Penny Pincher, messy eater that is true. Spaghetti Spookies? Don't really count as clowns," she takes a moment to consider the one she binged from Sony Pictures recently. "Tons of Machete Fun, well ya get a show but he leaves it ta crew ta clean up. Aaaand doesn't have his own crew. Wait! He has Harold," she nods to herself, "Though Mr. Lunch Sack is just a lazy lay about, never does anything." She sips her bubbly and points at Sera, "Sarah, yer stereotyping of murder clowns is accurate. Filthy, violent, hilarious, irresponsible murderous clowns have no cleanliness."
And Mason was offering drinks? "Oooh, I could experiment with mead and tequila mixes." Circe acknowledges and then with the blushing man agrees to her request for meat? Well, she might as well go for broke, "I'm favorable ta bacon and scallops. Do they have that? Always good ta surf the turf," she wasn't sure if that was flirting or a bad pun. Nor did she sound sure.
Besdies, Mason was already flirting with Sera, so she'd go for the bacon. Maybe too soon, but maybe Spring.