Michiko laughed brightly. "I haven't changed one bit. Sure things are different with the little guy but I'm not different. Did you think I was going to turn into some meemaw?" she asked still laughing. "I'm Michiko God Damn Passos, aint nothin gonna change that!" she proclaimed.

Oh. Hunter. Yeah, she hadn't seen her tonight either. She scowled momentarily then brightened right up. "And you sir are Gregoire Fucking Leclaire, you are not Mr. Broody McBroody Pants!" she nuzzled his neck a little. "You are the game Gregoire," she giggled.