From the barmaid's description, Strand wasn't quite as bad as her initial impression of him had made him out to be, but she hadn't decided to back out just yet. Alessi blinked as Olivia explained the situation with the "closet" and what it would entail.<i>Ohhhhh.</i>Well, that made things a bit simpler, then.<br/><br/>The elf dropped her gaze for a moment, idly biting her lower lip as she mulled on the situation. When she had decided to try her luck at becoming an adventurer, she had expected to spend more time in deep forests and forgotten dungeons than sex closets. Still, she had known that she wasn't going to find fame and fortune immediately. Everyone had to start somewhere, and if nothing else, maybe it would make an amusing story to tell one day (obviously, one that would<i>not</i>be told to the children who had cajoled her earlier).<br/><br/>As funny as it might eventually be in hindsight, though, it was going to be weird as hell in the present.<br/><br/>She finally shrugged in acquiescence.<b>"I've got nothing to lose except my dignity, I suppose, and that was never worth much anyway. Let's do it."<br/>
</b><br/>She'd leave the waitress be then, lingering by the bar until she eventually saw her go upstairs. After waiting a few minutes, she followed, giving Strand another doe-eyed glance over her shoulder as she ascended the stairs. Once she was out of sight, she hurried down the hall until she found the closet and shouldered the door open, seeing both Olivia<i>and</i>the distinct round whole cut into the opposite wall.<b>"I have to admit,"</b>she said with a wry look as she leaned against another wall, arms crossed,<b> "when I decided to become an adventurer, out of all the places I expected to end up...<i>this </i>wasn't really one of them." </b>There was no beating around the bush, this was going to be a little weird, but hopefully it would be over quickly, and then she and Olivia could split the coins and never speak of it again.<br/><br/>The sound of approaching footsteps from further down the hallway caused the elf's head to snap up, and she hurriedly motioned for Olivia to be quiet. Her stomach was tying itself in awkward knots, but she couldn't help but think it would have been even worse if<i>she</i>was the one on the floor. Beyond a bit of fooling around as an adolescent, she hadn't ever really been with someone like this--especially not through a wall.