When the music came to an end, Din slowed to a stop before pivoting to face Fado, and sank into a deep bow. "Thank you for the music, I enjoyed--"

He seemed to have seen something in her - something past seeing a red-haired, tan-skinned dancing girl. She straightened up, her lips twitced up into a grin that is obviously tinged with amusement, and she shook her head.

"I'm no goddess; I'm just named for one..."

Whether that was entirely true or not... well, who was to say? The dancer put one hand on her hip and gestured to herself with her free hand.

"So tell me - can you guess my name?"