[Satine has inched away to give this stranger space. She looks over at the table and sighs.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, this is not her first rodeo.]

I was whisked to one of these showings nearly immediately when I arrived - with a friend who has been here a while.

He said, sometimes food gifted by the Fox or spirits has had minor mood altering effects? But not - [She presses her lips together, unhappy, but even that level of being messed with makes his displeased.] Dangerous. And it didn't seem like the food we were given, then, had even that.