[Well, she certainly looks related to Iona. But the woman who appears on the screen is incredibly youthful almost eerily so.
There is a clear resemblance between Iona and this woman. Dark skin, dark hair, full lips and perhaps similarly shaped eyes and facial structure. But this one was much taller and wore red lipstick instead of the berry colored hue Iona sports. Her long, straight, sleeked back hair reached past her back and she held herself regally exuding a mysterious aura that even reached to the other side. This woman was powerful. It was in the eyes really; in comparison to Iona's warm brown ones, hers was a brighter with a more golden appearance that held the hint to her true age.
. . .
...Also, she was wearing nothing, but a silk kimono style robe that was loosely tied at the waist and thus her upper torso was in clear view, barely covered by the necklaces around her neck. Iona GROANS covering her face with one hand.]
Grandma, put something on! Why am I telling you this again!?
[Jacqueline Berna Oakes shrugs looking amused as she takes a puff from her long and thin pipe.]
"Jackie, this IS something. It counts... Ah, so they're just right there? You could have warned me."
[SHE'S STILL NOT DOING ANYTHING THOUGH.]
... Yeah. Claude, Gus, say hello to my grandmother, Jacqueline Berna Oakes.
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There is a clear resemblance between Iona and this woman. Dark skin, dark hair, full lips and perhaps similarly shaped eyes and facial structure. But this one was much taller and wore red lipstick instead of the berry colored hue Iona sports. Her long, straight, sleeked back hair reached past her back and she held herself regally exuding a mysterious aura that even reached to the other side. This woman was powerful. It was in the eyes really; in comparison to Iona's warm brown ones, hers was a brighter with a more golden appearance that held the hint to her true age.
. . .
...Also, she was wearing nothing, but a silk kimono style robe that was loosely tied at the waist and thus her upper torso was in clear view, barely covered by the necklaces around her neck. Iona GROANS covering her face with one hand.]
Grandma, put something on! Why am I telling you this again!?
[Jacqueline Berna Oakes shrugs looking amused as she takes a puff from her long and thin pipe.]
"Jackie, this IS something. It counts... Ah, so they're just right there? You could have warned me."
[SHE'S STILL NOT DOING ANYTHING THOUGH.]
... Yeah. Claude, Gus, say hello to my grandmother, Jacqueline Berna Oakes.