"You're both ridiculous," Titania laughed. Nonetheless, she smoothed her dark hair and adjusted her bodice to best effect, a little understated preening at their compliments. Then she turned to Percival, curtsied, and murmured, "Good sir."
Another giggle escaped her as she straightened and turned to Nyx next, holding out her hand. "You couldn't be ugly if you tried really, really tried," she argued. "You look regal and forbidding and elegant, my dear. I think we're going to make Chance here look like the ultimate stud today."