Frances, having return with Maki shortly after, would have been in his room for a bit, having bought one shirt and making sure he still had coin left to take Maki to dinner later, he returned downstairs with a green shirt and a mini skeleton picture on it with the words 'Dem Bones' as he walked into the lounge. "Greetings everyone." He said with a slight wave, on his belt EC would still be with him, Frances could withstand the constant 'kill everyone' that EC says, but he didn't want to tempt fate with someone else getting their hands on it.

"Ya think? There is somethin'... mysterious about Marty that I wonder if I could capture."

Marty shrugged when Leo asked about the press conference.  "Gear has that part of the paper if you want to read about it."  She replied.

She grinned girlishly as she continued.  "You have a lot of hobbies, and you seem good at..."  All of them, what what she planned on saying before her stomach flipped.  She gaped at Rae.  "NO!"  She blurted much too quickly and loudly.  Alone in a room with Leo?  While he just... looked and looked at her?  She couldn't do that.  Well, she could, but she wouldn't!  A real girl might though, maybe she should pretend to like it so no one would suspect?  But then he'd be looking at her, and they'd be alone!  Mortal!  He was so damned pretty, and he was smiling.

"No mystery here!"  She assured everyone.  "I'm just a girl from so far in the backwoods of Karameikos that we didn't even hear we were part of Karameikos until almost a year after it happened.  Well, my parents didn't.  I wasn't around then, of course.

"Say, did you hear about the break in at Odo's?  I hope the oven wasn't broken or anything."  Anything to change the subject.  She was babbling, and probably blushing, hot as she felt.  She swallowed hard, and ran a finger under her collar, which was sort of loose anyway, but still felt hot.

Rae tilts her head, birdlike, then sayscherrfully., "Aye. Ye be mentioning that. From yer paper. How bout we set sail fer Odo's and see what we can do to find the scallywags an' he be measured fer 'is chains?"

Leo couldn't help but chuckle a little at Marty's obvious panic. Some folks weren't ready to join the art world.

"No worries Marty, I take models on a strictly volunteer basis. I wouldn't mind paintin' you, Rae. Yer plumage has real interestin' color patterns."