Fey seemed so happy when his hands were on her.  His playful/serious frustration at the way she had both teased him and invited him.... he was confused about her, certainly.  But then again... she was certainly no proper lady.  Wasn't that what he should be looking for in a woman?  Proper and elegant and... not a sexy, half-naked cat girl?  Ugh.  Infuriating.<br/><br/>Eddard finally arrived, explaining that<em>somehow </em>they had gotten permission to go below.  Well, that was one obstacle out of the way.  "What, is there no doorbell below that we can ring when we're done?"    It was a foolish statement the moment it was out of his mouth, but at the same time... if Durn...whatever made such a business of this place, why not find some way to make it easier, really?<br/><br/>And just like that, apparently, it was time for them to begin this crazy quest started.  Andrus suddenly wished he had a glass of wine.  What was he getting himself into?  He should be hiring someone to do this for him, not ... nothing for that now, of course.  He watched the excitement in the women... the 'kiss for luck' that was quite interesting to watch.  Talk of being back in a day.  Days.  Who knew how long?  Songs about them...<br/><br/>"Let's go then.  Before<em>my </em>father  remembers that I am quite inappropriate for such galavanting."