"Oh, er- you're a guest here?" the girl stammers out, taking in Kurell's face, "Of course, I guess no one else was around to serve breakfast... just give me a second." With that she turns, leans the broom against a wall, and wanders a few feet to grab a plate from a shelf. She seems quite nervous; frequently casting glances at the dark elf and trying to keep turned away from him. Her white gown is hardly formal or modest dress, its transparency revealing much of her curvaceous outline, and her nipples, erect from the cool morning air, press noticeably against the fabric. She slices a loaf of bread and places a small dish of butter beside it on the plate, then lays out some sliced fruit and a small link of dried and cured sausages. "Um, will this suffice?" the girl says shyly while standing before him with the food, trying to keep her gaze below his face.<br/><br/>Then suddenly, the moment is interrupted by a lovely elf girl bursting in through the back door...<br/><br/>