"Ew she's as tasteful as escargot and caviar." Both things that Bobbi had tried once before and hated the texture of. "I wasn't meaning American Actors. They're all fake." She'd know she had lived in California. "English actors though, they still have class."

One name in the list caused her to look up. "Worthington... He's the other one with wings like mine isn't he? Only they're different." Hey! Someone had payed attention a little with some of the texts she had been handed to read, though she frowned a little. "Maybe you should. Wouldn't make you as stuck up." Oh it was tempting to freeze her shoes to the sidewalk, though Bobbi thought she'd get into trouble, last thing she wanted to do was get the upper class mad at her.

Hope more people here are like Rose and not her. The thought made her give a small smirk, it wasn't really that cold, and someone needed the lesson in humility right?

Bobbi cooled the air around their feet with a small thought, the snow forming ice sticking to the shoes as Bobbi turned to head in. "I should get this assignment done."