"It isn't?"
Roline didn't want Sir Gordo to know she was a Spider Elf. Her plan was to use the opportunity of recording *Feilin's Best Songs* to gauge his attitude toward her kind. What if he couldn't accept her?
"Don't worry. Humans are far more accepting of other races than you think, especially the good-looking ones."
Zog recalled watching *X-Men* and thinking Mystique was absolutely perfect.
At the time, he'd wondered if his tastes were a bit weird, but a quick search online revealed he was far from the only "weirdo" out there.
"Or, you could send a picture of your upper body—just the human half, from the back. That way, Sir Gordo won't recognize you at a glance."
Roline thought for a moment, then nodded.
"So, do you know how to take a good picture?"
She'd never had her picture taken, but she'd had portraits painted. Painters would often beautify their subjects to a certain degree, making the final product much more aesthetically pleasing while still being recognizable.
