[color=fff79a]"Disorienting, isn't it[/color]?" Beatrice smiled brightly at Lisanna. She held her hand out to her to shake her hand. [color=fff79a]"I'm just glad my sweater is in tact.[/color]" She laughed a little. [color=fff79a]"My wife bought this for me.[/color]"

Then she looked to one of the ...demons? She would assume that. [color=fff79a]"Tax system? License?"[/color] She echoed blankly before grinning lazily. [color=fff79a]"That sounds tedious, can't I just find a meadow for my soul to rot in and wait on my wife and cat?"[/color]