Lia shook her head with a half-smile just before taking a sip of the fermented tea. It didn't occur to her to question the beauty that surrounded her as a general rule. She understood the games behind it, the way it worked in the power structure here, and after living in SoCal for so long, she'd become accustomed to being around beautiful people. Part of her still missed the grit of the East Coast, but every time it looked like it might be a good moment to go back, something in the West would keep her lingering.
"No," she said, her smile widening a bit. "I'm from New York originally. But I've lived here ten years now, so I guess I've gone native. As far as how obvious you are, it might be something about inflection or how fast you talk."
She shrugged, her smile turning gamine. "Or maybe it's just a woman's intuition thing."