"We’re not jumping in the moonwell, Westly""Yea okay but I hear it makes you sparkle like that lotion made out of crushed diamonds and it tastes like watermelon." Westly lowered her voice, echoing the appeal "Lotion made of diamonds~~~""It doesn’t. It tastes like dirt and you get thread and weave filaments all over you. And the Elves will stare and the big tree dudes will crush us for trespassing- STOP walking that way." Ersbet grabbed Westly’s forearm tightly as the two passed by the main well in Darnassus."Okay but. This..." Westly looked down at herself, hands motioning over her bust and thighs and everything inbetween "All of this. " she stammered, mind nearly blown by the sheer amazingness of the thought "Would be diamond covered." At that Westly’s head had turned back to look over her shoulder with an unhealthy angle, bent on keeping the well in sight. "Diamondsss" she muttered again."No..well..I mean -yes—mayb—WE’RE NOT jumping in the Moonwell WESTLY! "