The arachnid woman said little else, but grinned to herself and rubbed her swollen midsection, cherishing her meal... Xenia figured she had might as well pay for her dinner, and slid out of the booth with a grace that implied she had much experience with moving while full. Her stomach wobbled lightly from side to side with each step, her lower two hands running over what she could tell was Reiko's form when she arrived in the main area, sliding a fifty onto the counter and seating herself back at her spot, leaning back so as to give her bloated belly some space. Oddly enough she felt a little more sociable, even...