Haunted Wood Give me the glitterati

"Vanity," She offered curtly. He tilted his head as if trying to see it. Well, he knew very little about her personality. He assumed the alias accurately described her. Otherwise, what good was an alias? He also assumed it was an alias and not her birth name, but he'd laugh if he ever learned the opposite was true.

Black Hat, He returned, matching her curtness. Her next question gave him pause, and he blinked. His grin somehow stretched even further than before,  dark lips pulling taut across yellowed teeth. A fight, obviously. Are you always this tactless? He asked back through the contorted expression.