"October is slightly less of a carpet munch, I suppose. October Daye, though. I don't even know where to begin with that. If you decide to go into modeling I suggest dropping the last name, go all Iman on 'em." Nevermind that they were clearly stranded in a location where modeling was going to be the least of anyone's worries.

"Appreciate that you waited this long before threatening my junk, typically that's within the first twenty seconds. Should I blame that on the lack of coffee?" He snickered slightly to himself as he took another swig of the wine-- which he promptly spit out when she shifted form. The laugh that bubbled up his throat was slightly hysterical due to his surprise, and he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Warn a fae first, yeah?! Blimey! I suppose they're useful if you can turn into a tree, but that getup makes you stand out a bit more, love. What the bloody hell is that smell? Is that you? Dryad or somethin'?"