[ Fiona can't exactly talk either, not with just one red streak compared to the locals' double rainbow head salads. She's gonna talk though, 'cause she's been watching long enough to remember that this is one of theirs. ]

Y'know, it's kinda... bold in the opposite direction. [ She taps her chin. ] And how's that one story go again? You can always say it's a special psychic kinda dye only the galaxy's most brilliant minds can see. [ She laughs. ] Watch what kinda looks that gets ya.