Lucy caught Parker's eyes, making contact, feeling the beams of his eyes pierce into hers for those brief seconds. Those brief seconds that made her forget she was even on her period. She blushed, yeah. She did need to pick up the slack. A goofy smile spread across her lips, "I may have to take a rain check, I'm a bit out of commission. ." She didn't realize what she was saying. She was always for gender equality, dammit. And now, she was making excuses due to feminine illnesses. She continued, "Ya know, maybe wait seven days before I start producing magic, again," she rolled her eyes, like, seven was some lucky number.

She stabbed a mushroom with her fork and pushed it into her mouth. 'Shrooms. Yum. Nothing like a good mushroom.

Munching on the mushroom she opened her mouth to say something more, "Søren, how did you come up with this idea. . . I love the cartoon idea; it reminds me. Oh, what the fuck. . " she paused trying to think of the popular band, were they even popular anymore? She smiled, again, "Whatever their name is, the Gorillaz," she laughed a bit at her absent mindedness. How to forget that band's name? Lucy clearly knew how. "but, I think Søren's idea is wicked better." She successfully stabbed another mushroom and plopped it into her mouth, chewing with some prideful feel that her band groups could be -one day- more successful than the Gorillaz. It would be a winning step for metal music, a knew door to the truest art of the music, a brighter future.