“Well, count me among them, then,” Taweret grinned. “I only give him a hard time because it's what I do. He knows I'm just playin'.” Then she laughed loudly, pausing only to take a sip of her coffee. “As for Hermes... that boy ain't too bright when you stick booze in him. Did you see the comments on that video?”
Taweret took another bite of cookie, chewed while chuckling and shook her head. “My personal favorite? The anonymous one that said something like: If you two want to kohl your eyes like men instead of emo boys who wear girl-pants and Maybelline... find a lady from the desert to show you. Otherwise, enjoy your side-bangs and skinny jeans.” At that Taweret burst out laughing obnoxiously loud. The eyeliner part of the video had been such a small part, too.