Demi grins. "The potion's still in effect, you know," she says, teasing, and giving a slight laugh, as they make their way outside.<br/><br/>It was hard not to recognize the tiny, ferocious, dark-skinned woman, and her tall, golden-furred companion, and many gave them a wide berth; less out of fear, in this part of town, than respect, and not wanting to annoy the person who'd been rumored to have a hair-trigger temper, and the strength to back it up.<br/><br/>As it was still close to midday, the temple was fairly empty; it filled mostly during the evening and night, the former for the art and beauty, and the latter for the love. An attractive half-elven woman is waiting near the door, when they arrive, and greets them pleasantly, giving Chess a passionate kiss, and planting smaller kisses on each of Demi's cheeks, who, after a moment's hesitation, licks her cheek in return. "What can we do for you, today, Chess?" she asks, once that was finished, and they were inside.