Company like Roxi's was hard to find. Sure, anyone could talk for hours on end but something about Roxi's way of speaking, her raspy voice, the choice of words, the way her brain ticked, had Alyssa entranced every time she was graced with her presence. Roxi was a one of a kind that she was unable to let go - not in a clingy kind of way, Alyssa wouldn't dare to put a rope around her and keep her close. No, she'd let her drift in and out whenever she felt like coming over, no pressure. The ol' queen of England comment made a chuckle bubble up from her throat, the smirk reaching her eyes in the process. ''Hey nothing against the English, what if I'd been English and posh? Would you pull a Ruby and throw me in the pool?'' When Roxi let her sunglasses rest further down upon the bridge of her nose, she saw her chance and stole the pair to shove them upon her own her face. Something about Roxi's energy made her do a striking resemblance of a helluva English accent, with the added theatrical hand movements as if fanning herself, ''I'm chuffed to bits that you're here, dah-ling,'' back of her hand against her forehead and where her hair began, ''blimey, how would I be able to live without you, oh opposite pole of mine, the North to my South, my fridge mah-gnet.'' Alyssa teased right back, laughter lines gracing her face from the grin formed on her lips, leaning forward, she mimicked exactly how Roxi had just peered over her glasses at her, watching her reaction, reveling in the moment they shared together.