Sophie and Ivee looked to each other, silently asking the other if they were hearing the queen right, and when they both obviously were, Ivee put her spoon back in her bowl, freeing up her hands to rest her chin on them, elbows propped on the table. One eyebrow raised quite high indeed, staring at the queen like she'd announced that the sun was actually the moon and they'd had it all backwards for millennia.
"My life gets stranger and stranger," she said. "Bananas. The most feared and famous clan of assassins are enamored with bananas. Is- has your life always been this strange? Or did you get introduced to this sort of crazy later in life?"