Umara got her moments of air as she stepped back into the Shackled Nymph, and it looked like the show was really beginning now in earnest. And the level of thick heat was filling the room as well as her eyes darted to Amalea and company's "playing."<br/><br/>Blushing heavily at the pair of shows going on she simply moved to a side table, not willing (or too afraid) to get involved as her eyes absentmindedly watched the show going on, a bit of red showing on her darker skin.<br/><br/>If Tamara wasn't busy she asked her "Do you want to grab something to drink or eat at the Bar, Tamara? Or do you just want to watch the um..." she paused and looked about "Shows"