She looks around and sees.. herself? what in the fuck is this...?? I.. have my limbs... My face. It practically looks pristine.. and that makeup. I guess in this version I was a little bit more willing to be open she thinks to herself with a smirk recalling just how long it took her to be able to don those colors comfortably without fear of fathers wrath.

" I do as a matter of fact, that one right there with the peacock coat.. it looks almost just like the ka-*ahem* the man i know. Of course that's not what the world knows you as my dear roulette but I'll save that for a little bit later."

She says the last part with a playful if not slightly sinister smirk wondering just how useful this little fool can be.