You know who else isn't subtle and hasn't been a day in their life, ever? Fearne Calloway, that's who. No magic required to make her twirl a strand of teal hair around the long spindly nail of a black tipped hand and flutter her eyelashes. "Well hey," she replied in her own breathy little purr, giving a flirtatious little once over. "It's a very nice tree. Looks very climbable." Fearne was most definitely not talking about the actual tree.