"Remy," She said walking toward him. "Is that really you?"
And when she met him half way she was smiling, it looked like him alright. Eyes,hair,voice,smile. She took off her glove and with her bare hand slapped him hard across the face. Her finger tips were glowing a bright pink and crackling with energy.
"Thought I smelled bayou! Shoulda known it was you LeBeau."