Yeah. You know. I don't know. [ If she recognises the contradiction there, she gives no sign of it, rolling both shoulders back and casually canting her shiny blonde head. ] Like... it's impossible not to watch you. The whole atmosphere around you - well, not literally - but it reminds me a little of my mother, actually. It's powerful.

[ IT'S SHOWBIZ ]

[ But this is fast approaching embarrassing levels of attention. Let's gently pull some more at the cup as a distraction! ] Um. I... heard the talking dung-thing too. Not that it made much sense to me. Why are these CERES people so invested in causing you pain?