[To her credit, Halloween is quickly becoming a favorite holiday already, if one were to have one. He's rather open to sex all year long, but this certainly adds a bit of extra charm with all of the... the various lengths of skin showing on nearly everyone.

This poet's just been waiting for an excuse to slut it up.]

Riding? Oh, like on horses. The same for me. It was quite relaxing.

[It's a little relieving to hear that a woman from a world so completely foreign to him -- if this party is any indication -- can still share such intimately similar memories.

He laughs.] My! Think of all the time you save by shaving off a single vowel! Though it's much harder to rhyme with than Julie. [He clears his throat.] Julie / Truly unruly / Decorated with jewelry / Stars hung upon the moon...

[Oh, no. He's started the singing part of being high. Yep, it's starting to hit.]