The clerk's reaction to Nyarly's memory drew a smile onto Irina's face. The old guy liked to play with the plebs in<em>that</em>way, eh? Then again, the guy id seem to deserve it. She felt fear radiate from the man (a disgusting scent of sweat, urine, the unpleasant sound of quickening heartbeat). Inwardly, she thought of how little it would take to make him wet his pants... but that would have been just cruelty, and needless at that. No, what she really wanted was a little alone time, for rest and horizontal recreation.<br/><br/>So she threaded her arm beneath Alex' and stopped noticing the clerk. Outside, curled up in the truck, the big wolf yawned mightily.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>How hard is it to break one of those hotel beds? Not too hard, apparently. Torn bed-sheets and various damages to the furniture are part of the reservation, right? A long shower is just what one needs to wrap it up and slowly milk the episode to conclusion, as well. Yum.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Much later, a sated smile on her lips, her steps almost lazy, Irina walks up the dirt road to rejoin the rest of Team Awesome with a casual greeting. She's still barefoot, the too big sundress fluttering very slightly in the hot breeze. If questioned about Alex, her smile will widen slightly, and she'll mutter something non-committal about him having to rest a bit, because the day was so... strenuous. She stretches and grins immodestly after that.<br/><br/>Irina sniffs the air, trying to take in whatever other things that are out of place. The argument gets her attention, of course, as does the feeling of wrongness.<br/><br/>"We're not too late for the fun, it seems. So. Who has enough charisma to ask Mr. Inspector what this is about?" she whispers.