"It's... yeah, nevermind."

Best not to get into it. Rika probably understood what just happened. No need to bring it up again.

Tsuki did not feel like she was being watched, in the room they were in at least. Probably because she was focusing too much on Rika to really notice! But she probably would have noticed all of the portraits if she paid any attention. The room was... well, it was certainly something. Better than the last one, at any rate. Frankly, after the creepy swirling painting, anything was a massive improvement. 

Tsuki tugged at the collar of her shirt as she stepped inside. She smiled as Rika started chirping. Somebody was excited.

"You must be one heck of a party girl," Tsuki said, then nodded, "Yeah, it's pretty cool."

She looked all around, quirking her eyebrow. All portraits? Certainly fitting, as far as the attire was concerned. Tsuki felt a little underdressed though... wait, what was she even thinking? She shook her head and closed the door behind her.

Rika said something then. At first Tsuki thought she was speaking directly to her, but then she saw the portrait hanging on the wall. The urge to take her hand and spin her around like a ballerina came and went. Nah, that was lame. Totally lame. She could be a total ham sometimes. 

Even if she made a move, though, she would have stopped herself when a male voice spoke up... It couldn't have been the paintings. It just couldn't. 

"H-Hey," Tsuki mumbled, "That's a pretty nice trick."

That's when the other paintings chuckled.

"This has got to be some kind of joke," Tsuki mumbled as she went to check the door to the next room, more to see if anyone was around the bend. She tried the door anyway. It was locked. Crap. She looked around. "R-Rika, you didn't see any speakers when you came in, right?"

Freaking spooks.