The question at first was confusing. She didn't understand what she was talking about. Angel let out the breath that she wasn't aware she had been holding. Betsy's voice in her mind was almost more comforting than seeing her in person. Still, Wanda blushed that she hadn't been aware of her thoughts enough to sensor them. If she had been Betsy she would have done the same thing.
"Oh... Sorry, Bet... Elizabeth." Betsy was a name for someone who knew her and as much as Angel knew the Psylocke in her world, who knew what this one would be like. "In my dimension you... well it's a long story, but basically you were in a different body since I knew you. But I have seen pictures of this one." She paused, her eyes tracing the woman's face. "You are beautiful in either body..." Biting her lip, she looked down in embarrassment. Why did this meeting make her so coy? Betsy didn't need psychic powers to play with her mind.
"Just look for the wings, I'm the only actual bird here." She smirked, knowing the slang Betsy often used for a female went doubly for her. Calming herself some through subtle breathing control, she softened her smirk to a gentle smile. "Shall we find a table and start drinking?" It would be no secret to Psylocke, if she was still searching Angel's mind, that Wanda was nervous about this. A little deeper down was the fact that Angel still had a thing for Betsy.