<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Mindy agrees to the test run, but not to the trade, just yet.</div></div></div>After being relieved of her shoes,  Mindy leans on her belly some. Without the cushioning in her boots of the winterlands, the weight of four people is too much for her delicate feet. Jess' initial reaction to the boots warming effect isn't lost on the elf, and her haggling attempts are seen for what they are. Still, Mindy doesn't mind helping Jess catch a breakfast.<br/><br/>"Sounds like a deal, but I have one condition of my own." Mindy starts. She holds back the urge to cringe, since she expects Jess won't like her request. "I'm probably not going to be this full again, so... I'd like to stay like this a little longer. At least until the last harpy expires. And my feet will be killing me without those shoes, so I'd like to hold off on the trade for just now. Feel free to hold onto those quickies, but.... could, I get my boots back? For now, at least?"