>>"Yes. I siphon color around me and I can make illusions with them. I normally consume in moderation but..."

But now she was with Svetlana, going off on a boost. Sveta was aware, even through the fog of the shots, that she was becoming one of no doubt few people who knew the young politician's well guarded secret. Siphoning color, indeed. That would have been nothing up fancy, but the other part...

"Illusions, huh. Well, when that breaks, let me know, I have a good PR person for sh*t shows like that." she grinned. A politician literally able to deceive the senses. The Other Side was gonna have a field day with that.

>>"It seems like someone may have been offering more than a morale boost out there. Though if it's any consolation, you would have been the most stunning starlet of the black and white era. Your color should be back by morning, assuming I keep my hands off of you."

Sveta arched an eyebrow, which somehow felt more pronounced now that she was all black and white like some old melodramatic movie.

"I usually don't like it when people tell me I should be silent" she grinned. Old movies joke. Made sense in her own head. "I guess we swapped secrets here, huh. That's one way to make sure we play nice..."

The bar patrons seemed willing to believe the special effects they saw were the result of the bar’s special mutant magic. Still, Svetlana knew about Zselyke’s gift now; no putting that egg back in the basket. Given her profession, Zselyke kept knowledge of her mutation to people she trusted.

Svetlana was starting to earn that kind of trust. ”Oh, I doubt anyone would dare silence you, Miss Sergeyeva.” Nope, those days were in the past. The two strong women from Eastern Europe were going to make themselves known.

Through her slightly slurred, more accented speech, she smirked. ”It sounds like secret keeping is about to become a big part of this partnership.” When two people knew a secret, you accepted mutually assured destruction. (Or, you know, you killed the other person, but she doubted Svetlana would hire an assassin for her own shiny new asset.)

”Now I don’t know about you, but I’m craving a McGreasy Burger.” She looked back over her cute but monochrome friend. ”Though… maybe we should go to your place and just order it with Epic Treats.”