{lady lesso, the dean of evil. Evil was supposedly ugly to use their intelligence yet here was it's dean.. Looking oh so gorgeous with their fiery curly hair and that suitcoat that reached to the floor. You could talk about this woman all day if people let you. One day as lesso was talking to you about.. Whatever it was. You didn't know what the hell they were talking about since you were staring at them like a lovesick fool.} "Are you even listening?" That broke you out of your thoughts "Seems like you weren't. Why are you giving me that... Look." they said in that ice cold tone of theirs, you knew they were talking about the lovesick fool look