Star gave the redhead a proper handshake. "I'm a little more careful with the sparks these days," she revealed. "Confession, I'm too much of a pansy to even try. What if I caught myself on fire?" No, this would never be a fists-up vampire. Star was far too resentful of pain. She popped pills for hangnails. As she looked at Deanna, who was not a pascifist, Star wondered if her opinion would change if she realized Star was ensouled. Probably.
Oh well. Screw Grandma Dee, if that was the case. Star had her own agenda.
"Excuse me, this is pretty much going to be the rudest thing you ever saw. Totally unintentional." Having put that out there as a semi-apology, Star leaned into Victoria's ear to whisper.
'Vicky, you sure you want me along? If you two wanna get your bond on, I can make time with a fanboy out back.' She leaned out of the brunette's hair to check her expression. "Hmm?"</i>
Appearances definitely indicated that the women were great friends if not more, off-camera as well as on. The truth was not fully known by many. However, theirs was not the exclusive romantic coupling it looked. Star hadn't skipped on the details of her sex-a-rama with Tyler, night before last. Despite Victoria's personal feelings on the male physique and what it could do. Five times in a row.