Tabby, ever so mature began to make faces at Jean-Paul-but stopped and smiled once he finished speaking. "Hush Canada. I'm a friggin princess. But yeah we got stuck in a mansion session full of eye-candy-it's been war ever since." She too was momentarily distracted by something; his hair. With a mischievous smile she reached a hand out and twirled a finger around one little strand at the back before quickly putting her hands to her side and looking innocent. "Basically if we were old English dudes we'd be fighting each other with canes and complimenting each others horrible taste while asking where they shop."