"Oh. Ohhhh," the elven tailor gave a very knowing smile, "so that's what you want, is it? I'm sure the master can make just the thing for you, but I need to take some... closer measurements."<br/><br/>If Evan thought the middle-aged woman was handsy<em>before</em>, that was before she had to measure his crotch and his butt for whatever nefarious function she was plotting.<br/><br/>"Oh, and I need you to take off your pants," she said happily, "it's important to be very exact. Oh! I'm Almedia. The troupe is booked solid for the foreseeable future, I've asked." She sighed wistfully, "so many handsome young men. And so colorful! They sing about the most interesting things."<br/><br/>Laurel would suddenly become aware of a heavy human hand on her shoulder. The human in the shop. This Almedia's husband. "Why don't you claim your husband before my wife gets ideas about keeping him? Unless you're into that too, that is," he said.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Lauriel and Evan</div><div class="spoiler_body">"So stealthily the pirate creeps, while all the household soundly sleeps.<br/><br/>Come, friends, who plough the sea, truce to navigation; take another station! Let's vary piracy... with a little burglary!"<br/><br/>The music stopped.<br/><br/>"Okay, good! Again, from the top!"</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Evan</div><div class="spoiler_body">In order: Almedia is lying to Evan about the troupe, covering for them, and wondering when some part of them (maybe one she especially fancies?) will come back. She also has nefarious intentions for Evan's crotch. He is thoroughly distracted by what he can glimpse of the twins.</div></div><br/><br/>"W-whoa, whoa, whoa!" Filauria protested weakly as Sophie pressed her chest into her back, her face going completely red and steam coming out of her ears, "I-I thought you were just pretending to be more important than you were so you could try on nice clothes. Th-this is really dangerooo-" she trailed off into a whine as the woman licked her ear and caressed her body, her eyes practically aglow with lust as she started to feel up the sorceress in turn. Ah,<em>hormones</em>. "B-basement. Tunnels. Spider and guards. Mostly away today."