[color=f49ac2][i]Cool to be famous?[/i][/color] Grimacing at the idea she wondered what it would be like to be famous, but all she could think of was the cons and no sort of positives. Well, she knew money was certainly a positive, but you’d lose your privacy and have everything broadcasted about your life to others. It just didn’t sit right with her, but then this was something Cas had to deal with on a day to day life and it wasn’t like he was just a one-time celebrity. This was the heir to the throne, a soon to be King and it was unlikely he would be forgotten so quickly so privacy would always be hard for him to obtain. It was a miracle he was even able to pull off an escape plan for her. 

[color=f49ac2]“Oh, autobody shop? That sounds pretty cool. I assume it’s something you’re good at then?”[/color] Iris smiled looking over to Jay as she thought on his words, she could understand why he would want the publicity as it would help him get his own business off. [color=f49ac2]“I wish you all the best in that venture! I’m sure it will be successful.”[/color]

Returning back to the mention of the strange film she looked over at Cas grinning as he asked her to spill the details, [color=f49ac2]“Well honestly I don’t remember. They were in space, but there wasn’t much talking. I didn’t really understand it and then all of a sudden, they were back on earth and like the wildlife was dying? Honestly, I don’t think I paid too much attention to it so that’s probably why I thought it was weird.”[/color] Chuckling as she watched Miles come in with the pizza placing it down as a brawl soon began out over the space on the sofa as Cas had predicted. 

Nodding she leaned forward taking one of the plates in her hand and helped herself to the pizza placing two slices one of each on the plate for Cas and also some for herself. Once of each too in hopes she would like one of them or both. Leaning back, she passed him his plate over and settled back on the floor still using Cas as a backrest as she held her own plate in her hands, nervous to try the new food. It smelled nice which gave her hope and she knew she was thinking way too into this as she looked at the slices of pizza on her plate. Picking up one of the slices she took a bite and instantly regretted it, this was certainly not a taste she enjoyed but she forced herself to chew and swallow the bite she had taken not wanting to reveal to the others this was in fact too rich for her and a cheese and tomato was what she would have preferred.

[color=f49ac2][i]Maybe I’ll like the other one?[/i][/color] Considering that option as she looked at the other slice on her plate, the pizza without the salmon though she couldn’t just change the slice she was eating? They would pick up on it and know she didn’t like it and just show them another difference of her own background. Something that she was consistently focusing on at the moment.