"Oh yeah," Saxsice nods seriously, following after him to flop down, cross-legged, at the stage's edge. "Rice-a-roni is seriously overrated, and the hills are just brutal. You're better off in San Diego or somethin'."

Then she grimaces, leaning back on her hands, looking up at where the curtain disappears above them. "Yeah, can't say I'm a fan. It's been safe stuff so far, but what if it pushes me to reveal the really nitty-gritty stuff? No thanks."

At the question, she gives Kyle an arched eyebrow. "Not as a person. But it gets a little fuzzy when I'm...y'know, in the grips of moon madness." A pause. "Wanna see?"