Calming myself down when they do leave, since there isn't anyone around to inflame my lusts. Letting out a low sigh as I drop my arms now, not thinking that anyone is staring at me. Even if they are, they see a spectacular rack on the bunnygirl, my breasts barely contained by the red fabric. Looking at the table before deciding to go to the galley and see about that food and if they have to make it.<br/><br/>Before I can even stand up, I get accosted by that pretty girl that was doing the entertainment. Hardly noticing her from before, as I take my seat once more.<strong>Sure, you can have a seat. Why are you playing anyway? There is hardly a crowd in here, and they have more interesting things to do.</strong>