He was already halfway through the tea when he lowered the cup, a small smile on his lips. Pallid fingers tugged and twirled at the braids and thick locks of hair that made up his ponytail.

"You think so...? I used to wear it down but this girl in Stormwind told me it'd look soooo much better up. She was so right, girl."

He sighed wistfully, now sipping at the tea with a ladylike grace. "Your hair is so luxurious, though. I'm totes jealous of the sheen. And don't even get me started on your eyes. Or we will be here ALL day."