SELINA:

        she shifts, lips pressed together with some
        amusement  – and  definite  curiosity.  she
        doesn’t quite catch on.
                                “well, someone’s a riddler.”

              CAMBERED BROW DETACHES GAZE from scrutinizing about locale
              for moment to castigate preference in articulation. “I loathe to be the bearer
              of BAD NEWS but that guise has already been DECLARED by a different
              enigmatic persona, to much dejection.”