[hr][hr][center][h1][color=40E0A6]Iris Rivers[/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/a5d3e4b8144a2f7d752080888bc08db5/31e8966cce3f475a-e5/s500x750/7edab2b229a9e3a82b1d05f633dadf2383bc1231.gifv[/img][hr]
[color=40E0A6][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Reception
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[color=40E0A6]"What are you, my [i]mom[/i]?"[/color] Iris said with a laugh when Bethany attempted to warn her against drinking too heavily. In all honesty, it wasn't exactly an accurate jest, considering her mother was all for celebratory drinking. When the dark-haired girl stood to leave, Iris wasn't exactly surprised. In the time she'd been in the [i]'civilized'[/i] world, she had become used to people making up reasons to excuse themselves from her presence. She suspected it was because she didn't exactly fit what they'd been conditioned to think of as normal. So when Bethany announced her intentions to go talk to Wanda and Vision, leaving out an invitation, Iris assumed it was one of those times, and simply raised her bottle in acknowledgement.

[color=40E0A6]"The robot and the mechaniphile? Have fun with that,"[/color] Iris said, before pulling the bottle up to her lips for a sip, never breaking from her dance moves. She didn't really have any need to go talk to the pair of them. They didn't exactly seem like her kind of fun, and there wasn't any piece of very important, crucial question she absolutely needed to kno- Her eyes widened as a very important, crucial question regarding the two came to mind. She looked over to Bethany, walking away, and, before she got out of earshot, she called, [color=40E0A6]"Yo, ask if he has a dick!"[/color]