<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Ophelia had no way of knowing that Sandra and Elsa had already left and effectively split up the group while she was in the bathroom until Ken’s voice sounded through the door. It gave her pause, hands tugging the blue jeans up her toned thighs stopping while her chin lifted to let her eyes stare at the door. The realization that two leaving had a sigh expelled from her lips, her head shaking while hands finished tugging the form fitting, low cut hip hugging jeans up into place.<br/><br/>That fact that he brought up getting to know each other did earn him a point - she knew that they wouldn’t have the time to get all chummy with each other, but there had to be something more than a ‘hi, my parent is…’ and then rush off to face titanspawn. “I vill be out in moment.” <br/><br/>Her words were muffled as she wrestled the bullet proof vest over her head and secured it snugly against her slender frame, the loose black t-shirt following to cover the vest to finish off her change in clothes. Heavy dark hair was pulled back and plaited tightly to keep it from her face before she scooped up her clothes and heels to take back to her bags. The door was pulled open just as Paul showed up, a long blink given between the two.<br/><br/>“I do not know like vhat I feel ‘ere an I do not think ve should be split up.” Call it a hunch, but she had a strong feeling that they needed to be together. Too many things could go wrong with half the group doing their own thing. A quick squeeze between the two men was made and sock covered feet padded across the lush carpet to where her bags were, the clothes laid on top of one large bag before she tugged her leather boots over to slid her small feet into. “Vhere is Seph…?”</span></div>