Delphine was dumbfounded by just how much Charles had made gambling. The amount was basically her cut of just cash when they had looted Valentine's safe. They stayed and watched for a while as he simply kept pulling in the cash before moving on. Del was getting tired and proposed they start to get ready for bed. However as they began to go, Delphine felt a sudden and unfightable urge to just leave her body. So without warning or reason, she just detached herself and watched her body drop to the floor, following a strange pull she felt.<br/><br/>Del saw the performer ahead and noticed that's who she was drifting towards. Suddenly she entered her body and took her over without any issue. When she woke up, she was panting from finishing up the performance and felt little hands trying to get her attention. Looking down and seeing the boy, she gently scooped him up in her arms.<br/><br/>"Alright, little one. Let's get you back." With the child in her arms, she followed the other corseted ladies off the stage. The heels were hard to walk in, but she had access to the woman's mannerisms and stride so she quickly adopted that and the heels were suddenly so much easier to tromp around in. Del waited and watched to see where each woman went to what was presumably her things since no one else went towards them. She did a quick probe of her mind and confirmed that the belongings were in fact hers, that her name was Charlotte, where her room was, and what the little boys name was.<br/><br/>Del set the little sailor down near her things after seeing all the ladies grab their regular clothing and head behind a screen where they changed out of their corsets. "Hang tight, I'll be right back." She told the boy with a smile and followed suit. When she came back out, she was wearing a sweater and a long skirt, which was thousands of times more comfortable than the tight outfit from before. Picking the sleepy child back up again, she began to leave the theatre to find her room.