Jill just looks at you..listening.  And to her credit..when you make the slight come on..she doesn't pull back..nor even flinch.  Her hair is very silky smooth..her skin soft..pure..  That sudden switch to the soft look seems to be luring her inwards..  the innocent naive girl.<br/><br/>With your final statement..her cheeks flush bright red.. your exit is impecibly timed.<br/><br/>She slides out after a moment..she's breathing alittle quicker..and you could almsot swear she's just trying to get her heart under control from her mixed emotions.<br/><br/>The door closing, the car gives a cheerpy beep (god robots are annoying) and then leaves the garage.<br/><br/>Jill looks around..obviously intimidated by the more rough surroundings..then comes alittle closer to you. "It's..just..upstairs." she says softly..dropping the earlier topic. "I don't really come around here much.."<br/><br/>--<br/><br/>Up the elevator, it opens into a courtyard.  You can see several openings which lead out on all sides to street.  The courtyard is tiered, and on every tier there are numberous shops..all flashing in a garish attempt to lure your eyes.  From the outside, the courtyard didn't look quite this...vegas. :)  In the middle of the courtyard aare some plants.. either they are roboticallyc ared for..or they are artificial.  The concrete in the middle is covered with grafitti..at least that hasn't changed.  And the people around..most look like either bums.. or young 'hoodlem' types hanging out to cause mischief.<br/><br/>Immediately across the way a small mixed gang seems to take notice of both of you.. one of them catcalls.  Jill presses against your side.. trying to tug you towards the store.. you can't quite make out the name. (the font is too messed up for your rudementary PanGal)<br/>