<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/45/b1/c3/45b1c304aaba15287a1cecf07d472b8d.jpg)</div>A wildly amused grin comes to Ayca's face and she muses out, "I had wondered why you didn't go with the votes!  Though I'll admit, I had no clue how to do it when I realized what was being suggested.  Have you figured out how to make it work?"  Her wide, charming grin comes back to her face and she places a hand at the waist of both Nuria and Phelypsis.<br/><br/>The half-elf "witch" looks to Phelypsis with a very serious look on her face, "Phelypsis, this is a very, very serious thing, this request.  Religious ceremony and all of that.  We practically have to help her."  Her grin keeps sneaking in at the corners, and when she turns back to Nuria, she gives a sly wink.  Then the barbarian agrees and a little giggle comes from the bartender, "Perfect, perfect, perfect!  Let's get this costume put together!"  She quickly turns and begins leading away, her hips flicking side to side in a very visually pleasing way.<br/><br/>Ayca leads the two to a wine cellar, having to slip in past the bar and Barnus's raised suspicious eyebrow, down about half a flight of stairs.  The room is perhaps a bit cool, but dry and obviously well taken care of with casks of ale, bottles of wine, and all other manner of storage ready.  Ayca takes a minute to light a lantern, though likely Nuria could have done so with quite a bit less effort and turns to face the two women with a raised eyebrow, "So... Shall we begin?"