"Uh, duh! One half of the White Stripes???" BB fixed Aurora with a look that said girl, you crazy? "His solo stuff is pretty good too. And, ugh, no I'm not a sex worker. With these tits?" She shrugged, half motioning to her chest. "I mean, sure, small tits are in right now with porn but lesbian porn doesn't really go anywhere and dicks are a no thank you." Her hand cut through the air as an underline to her statement, and then she pushed off of the counter to check on the oven. Since it was still warming up, she at least pulled open a drawer and withdrew a cow-shaped timer, which she plopped down on the counter.
Cocking a hip against the counter and crossing her arms loosely over her chest, she looked back to Aurora. "Passion's good, though. It gets me a lot of my work. People get upset, people get passionate, all of that sort of thing is great for business. Of course, my line tends to be more in the animosity zone, because you know that old adage, if it bleeds it leads, but it's all the same in the end, right?" She paused for a moment, sucking in air with a smile. "So hold up, I told you where I'm from. Are you a local? How'd you find Pax?"