In actuality, the fact that Micah was not a doctor only served to take away some of her tension over the fact. She nodded in understanding, "I see. I do, on occasion, have students who consult with those of your profession." Both Yoga and Pilates tended to attract those who wished to improve their flexibility, besides for the more...hedonistic purposes. "It is a useful service you provide, many have told me of its positive effects."
Rita did not know how many people on board the ship could both understand and reference Eddie Izzard, and considered it rather amazing that she had ran into apparently another one of his fans.
"I have to admit," she took another slow drink from the bottle she held. "I was fascinated by the idea of a Masquerade Ball. Halloween is," the young woman shrugged. "Still a rather foreign concept. This night seemed even more...unique." Strange, that was what she truly meant, but considered it rude of her to insult her employers by calling it so. The Ball was all about excess and beauty, which she could handle in small doses, but in the midst of too much and it was difficult to acclimate to.
She looked down for a second at the many bangles on her wrists, as well as over the detailed embroidery on her sari. "It was...nice, to dress up, I do mean."