"I think I'll be fine.  After all that's happened today, an unsavory establishment will surely be nothing," Alma replies simply.  She was just starting to regain her poise and confidence.  Recent events had thrown her off, but she had a reputation to keep.  She strolls alongside Flint with her head held high and hands folded neatly behind her.  Conducting herself with grace and professionalism despite everything that has occurred is a must.<br/><br/>When they arrive at the Honey Suckle, she doesn't think much of it at first.  She wasn't expecting a building like this to be in low town, it looked decent enough.  Soon she started taking note of all the beautiful people beckoning and cooing at passersby.  Quite odd she admits to herself.  Then it hits her.  Visible realization dawns on her face and she almost immediately steps closer to Flint.  Seedy was definitely an understatement on Flint's part.<br/><br/>"Hello there sweetie, don't you look like you know how to show a girl a good time.  Why don't we get to know each other a bit better," A woman with bright red hair bats her large eyelashes and smirks.  She gently runs a finger under Alma's chin, making her jerk back and hold her hands up in front of her defensively.<br/><br/>"Um, n-no thank you," Alma stammers, her face bright with embarrassment.  She scurries quickly back closely to Flint's side to see an elven man with gorgeous blonde hair.  "It's a p-pleasure to meet you sir," she says out of sheer conditioning to do so and bows slightly.  Grace and professionalism were not exactly words one could use to describe her right now.  Her eyes remained wide with shock as she kept looking around cautiously.  It was painfully obvious she had never been around such a place.  Such a den of dishonesty and scandal was probably as far out of her comfort zone as she could go.<br/><br/>As they walked down the hall past the rooms with very particular noises coming from them, Alma subconsciously grabs onto Flint's sleeve nervously.  This was definitely overwhelming.  She had overestimated her ability to handle any situation.  Flint addressing her snaps her attention back the matter at hand.  "Um, wha, I..." she mumbles nonsense as she processes what he said and rights herself.  She notices her hand clinging to Flint and quickly lets go.  "I honestly don't have the energy for this.  Apologies Mr. Brooke for my dazed state, I'm not usually like that.  We happen to be involved in something dangerous and illegal, so it's probably best you know as little as possible," she says quietly.  There was far too much going on here to get her irritated.  All she could seem feel is stunned and appalled.