She's looking at you. Yes you. And she is judging you with her eyes. There is no escape.

My friends call me Spectra! Everyone else says "Ah, how did this horse get in here!?"

I like to pretend that I know what I'm doing.

One of these days we'll form a union, and get the fair and equitable treatment we deserve. Then we'll go too far, and become corrupt and shiftless, and the Japonies will eat us alive.