Marijuana looked up with an easy smile as he shifted his hand away from Cam, exhaling the last bit of smoke from his lungs. "'Sup, Mischa?" He said cheerfully, leaning back in his chair and looking at her with mild surprise. "You get a make-over while you were in LA or something?" The hair was shorter, the clothes were different... even the attitude seemed a bit different. "I thought I was the one who needed a whole new wardrobe." He was still working on that, actually, in between all the other stuff he had to take care of, in between making sure his mortals behaved and making sure to fix the supply and demand issue.
Cam just smiled softly at her, standing and leaning against the counter and just barely managing to cover up the blush that wanted to spread over his cheeks. "Hey, Misch-" He broke off, looking at her clothes and her hair and the way she carried herself. His eyes focused on her hair-covered ears for a moment but he shook himself inwardly. Maybe Mischa just wanted a change? "Marc said you were going to try to talk me into his loop ramp?" He shot an exasperated glance at his boss, who just grinned and looked like a little kid on Christmas morning for a moment. "Curly death trap!" Marijuana replied with a laugh and Cam just rolled his eyes. "You do realize that if he gets enough support, he'll actually do it and I'll be the one scraping him up off the ground, right?"
Marijuana shook his head. "You know I'm damn good, Cam-my-boy." But he said it rather absentmindedly as he regarded 'Mischa', feeling something... off. A power source, inside her. In her chest? His eyes flicked down for a moment, Marijuana frowning lightly before looking back up at her face. Was this Mischa? Had Mischa gone out and had... something, something immortal added to her? Marijuana's gaze was curious, amused and mischievous as he regarded her own eyes closely. "But you're not invincible." Cam shot back, eyes too focused on Mischa to notice the look on his boss' face. "Says you." Marijuana muttered lightly as he reached out with his mind, curious, wanting to know what the hell was going on but wouldn't Sato-san be rather angry with him if he delved too deep? Probably. "I like your hair, by the way." Cam added rather awkwardly. "What made you decide to get it cut?"