Dymiira could sense two great sensations of feeling of fufillment, or rather, pleasure. Though one was a bit less pronounced. After she knocked upon the door, the latter sensation turned to annoyance and apprehension, while the first remained more or less unphased.<br/><br/>"Aaaah, you noisy- !" Came a young, if somewhat irate, male voice from beyond the door. A few moments later, and after much fumbling from the other side, an unkempt man in robes opened the door barely a foot wide and poked his head out, "Services are over, today..." He said, offering a warm (if also disingenuine) smile.