The refreshing shower washes over the cybernetic elf, eliminating any sticky, sweaty messes left on the girl. Slowly but surely, the only proof last night and the subsequent morning after happened were fond memories. A quick elevator ride down to the lobby reveals that breakfast was indeed still going, but was in relative shambles. The large and open dining area was relatively empty, but populated tables were still here and there. No sign of Priscilla can be seen, currently; just unfamiliar faces dining on the tail ends of their meals. Plenty of food is left out on the massive buffet bar, even if some of it looks...questionable, at best.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>