Muse... Muse... "That's right, yeah, that's it!" Chelsea giggled a little. Not her type of music, really- Chelsea was more of a punk/metal girl- but what she'd heard had been nice enough. "I think I saw you on Conan one night. Or Letterman. One of those shows that's on after the news." She reached out and touched Muse's skirt. "This is very pretty. I'm guessing someone like you has someone to make outfits like this for you."