<strong>"Don't forget, we do still need to discuss your inclinations toward my person,"</strong>she grins a bit more at you, wagging a finger.<strong>"You <em>were</em> rather forward, and I've not decided to ignore that sort of thing.  Now off with you, and try not to mind Elise too much.  She is often dismissed because of her lack of height.  I rather think she's frustrated."</strong><br/><br/>= = =<br/><br/>Fortunately, the errand does not take very long, and while you pass a couple of police cars and an ambulance cleaning up after you on the way back, nobody points in your direction and makes "there she is, officer!" noises.  You get the vague impression that most of the locals are just as happy that these goons ran into someone who could deal with them...and the only other effect the sight has is little Elise cleaving to your side again and shifting so that you are between her and the mess in question.<br/><br/>Upon your return, you find Junior waiting patiently.  He cleans up nicely--corduroy jacket , dress shirt, jeans and runners.  His hair's not so unruly, he's shaved, and he's quietly reading a book as he nurses a drink.  He looks up when you two walk in, nods, and goes right back to his book.  Elise grumbles and takes the delivery into the back, freeing you up to approach or avoid as you see fit.