"Yum, Rattlesnake. I hear that's a delicacy in some parts." She smirked, sitting back down on the picnic blanket and spreading her skirts out so they wouldn't get too rumpled. Which, she had to admit, wasn't exactly something she thought about doing on a regular basis. Or, ever, really, in a normal world. Mini-skirts, jeans and shorts, those were her staples.