"Oh, now there is a bit of historical trivia. Not one single hybrid so far. Wherever do they come up with these lands of fantasy?"

Sadie had found no reason to stray from her normal color scheme either, her dress a tight fitting number made of black feathers and nothing else. She'd forgone the teeth and eye display, but had enough of the same feathers woven into her hair to make it appear she simply didn't have any hair at all under theme. The comment itself was more off-hand than anything, made as she leaned against the bar to order her next round (the avox's were emphasizing the wine at this party, of all things. Simply shocking, really), but she did enjoy a touch of conversation as she awaited her martini being properly mixed.