Before Beth could even respond to Lydia the food…was just there, well maybe just there was the wrong term. She hadn’t exactly been paying attention to the Dias as the headmistress spoke…she was just there, looking at all of her new housemates.

Turning toward Lyd—wait…was that guy laughing? Beth simply glanced back toward (Nathan) and gave him her best cool and uncaring smile. ”Yes, your bloodlines…regal no?” she asked her eyebrow arching as if asking him to claim otherwise.

Even if he was laughing now she still felt it was a nice name for the Baron of Blood. Her grin did grow when Lydia used the term as well – she liked this girl already even if well, she wouldn’t tell her all that yet.

”pleasure to meet you Lydia,” she smiled over to her and then watched in awe as she asked about the wig. ”…do you need to powder it still even as a Ghost?” she asked fully intrigued. Maybe, for all she knew he was stuck wearing whatever he wore when he died. Merlin, if that were the case she needed to make sure she died in something b e a u t i f u l…and maybe sparkly. ”I like that you used the name too Lydia, do you have any nicknames you…well, hate? So I can obviously underhandedly hex people that use them” and not so she could tell people to use it just to hex them.