Desiree: Yea, I get that. However, Mahret isn’t in that wild now. She’s here with me. *she reaches down to pat Mahret’s head* There’s energy here on this plane that she can eat. I mean, I’ve given her tons of light balls to munch on.
Jenna: No, I do not. I’ve only worn dresses a few times just as disguises. So, the actual look of them meant nothing to me. *snorts and shakes her head* As for what makes me think that you know something. Well, you look like it. You give off the feel of a man who has crossdressed more than once.