"I usually am," Raven smiled, enjoying Betsy's reactions. The laughter, though, hadn't exactly been expected, and she cocked her head slightly.
"Gordon Ramsay," she repeated, eyebrow raised. Raven had not been expecting that,but she shrugged, shifting forms again. Though she'd been completely naked before, she decided that since the image was already something that amused Betsy, she might as well go the full distance and wear the chef's uniform as well.
"Should I be screaming obscenities at you for the full effect?" Her voice had changed again too, and she let her hand, rougher now than it had been, slip from its position on Betsy's chest back down her side to rest on her leg.