"But.... I'm Amanda! You know that Zo!" Baby blues danced with mischief. How their old games always rocked her socks. The bard bouncing back caused Captain to hop to her feet with a dramatic out stretched pointing of a finger and arm. "I am not a foul creature! I am made in the image of the god him selves!" A hand reached out as 'Manda the conquer took a step forward. "I mean, shit Zo, that thing really did a number on you." She shook her head in pity. "The fact that you can't even remember the name of your own guitar, good god. This is some jacked up shit. I swear I'm gonna bring Ole' Rusty down on those fuckers." With a tisking sound the ex-marine shook her head. "It's a horrible day in the neighborhood." Over dramatic stuffing of hands in pockets followed her head falling and a slow fake disappointed shaking of it.