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If it's Indian, Satine has a weakness for it. And so when the curry appeared, really, it was more a pleasant surprise than anything else. She went to bed feeling fine, feeling slender and leggy and possessed of a head of red tresses enough to drive men wild from Paris to... well, whatever mattered that was outside of Paris, really.

Things are a bit more puzzling now, though. Satine is a tall lady. She has always been tall. It's been many years since she's been under waist-height. And yet here she stands, all knees and no neck and -- and --

Satine lifts her arms -- flippers -- high in the air and -- wiggles from side to side.

"What's going on?" she warbles, in a panic. "Where has my waist gone?!"

[[ooc: Yes. Penguin. Think Norma Jean from Happy Feet. *handwaves the icons*]]

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[will_scarlett]

Will/Faramir has never seen a penguin, but its been a strange day and night so just walks over with his tea and says,

"Tis the bloody curry, what are ye?"