"Yeah yeah. You New York types got a name for everything. I know, I lived there a while." She'll smirk, tucking back her long blond hair.
Though Roxy loved her roommate and best friend, Cleo, it was wonderful to have someone new to talk to - aside from Angel, of course.
"What kinda food they serve here? My stomach's yelling at me. If you listen close you can probably hear it. It's being very unladylike." She'll pout her lower lip out a little, patting herself on the stomach.