Her eyes flickered up and down Bethan's gaunt form. Well shit. LucieAubrac in the flesh, after all these years. Jesus, she'd changed. But then, so had Rose.
She recovered quickly, shifting her weight slightly. "Fuck! Lucie! Of course!" She was in no mood to act...after all, she seemed to spend her life acting, and right now she was tired and drained and just wanted to curl up on the couch with the cats and cry...but she knew full well how important this was. She put a friendly hand on the other woman's shoulder, looking her up and down. "You've changed your hair! Looks great! What brings you to the Big Apple?"