With an almost insulted huff May slowly buttoned up her torso eclipsing breasts.<em> Bigger than a head? How far can you undershoot something?</em>Still...as kooky and twisty as the painters words were they something about them seemed to click in a strange way. Almost like an instinct a Mad city hmm sounds like my kind of place. If everything was interesting as this old school place was oh the fun she could have! May felt herself become quickly excited. So many rooms and people explore and plunder. This was a brave new world full of things to keep her hunger for excitement satiated.<br/><br/>Smiling at the kid and making not note come back here in three years "Yep Yep, sorry I didn't think dealer liked dealing with names, Anyway! I'm May Moon, Dancer, urban explorer, and entrepreneur at your service! It's a super treat to meet you Alice, so whats this message for newbies? Oh and is there like a gathering place near here? Like a cafe or shopping mall somewhere people meet? It's a city right surely they have at least a few clothing outlets and places to grab a snack"<br/><br/>As May spoke she held her hands interlocked. over her delicate areas.. Partly to help preserve her modesty and partly because she was feeling old habits resurfacing. The urge to stuff that paintbrush in her pockets despite not needing it, or having any pockets right now was gnawing on the back of her mind almost much as her curiosity on the openness of Yoshiro's marriage.