"Perks of the sex" Roxy smirked, he looked like Christmas had come early and would come on time regardless. She turned back towards the lake for a moment before glancing back at Emerson.
"You a stuffy robes on kind of witch or a hippy skyclad type?" she asked, in her experience there weren't so many in-between the two. Which was a shame because both types annoyed her to some extent.