"Well!" Betty huffed dramatically, as she walked towards the other freaks. "I think it takes guts to have tattoos, plus, who wants boring plain skin anyway? If only I was a little braver, I would get something pretty on my arm, maybe a butterfly." She smiled at Chey, putting her hands on her hips heroically. "I'm glad to see you all practicing!" Her smile widened. "Grigori will be pleased as well, I'm sure."