Teebie had shown her the pond where several water-loving species were frolicking. After that, it was straight to the bar to learn the ins and outs of dating in the Crossroads. During breakfast, Teebie walked her through the men of the night before. “So, which was your favourite?” “The redhead with the penchant for salsa music. I think he was an elk.” Gusty grinned. “It is so weird not being sure what people are.” Teebie snickered and pushed another platter of muffins across the table. “That isn’t usually an issue in djinn gatherings.” Gusty looked at the blue skin and shrugged. “Okay, I can see how it would be a little obvious.” “Not really. My sisters don’t share my pigmentation. My name is Teebie. It stands for Totally Blue. My aunt named me.” She laughed. “I was a bit of a surprise.” “Oh. Wow. Okay. I was a middle child, so I have my own issues.”
