Rolling her eyes at Kheshig's gestures at the poolhouse's corners, Cecelia smiles at his word fumbling and giggles a little at how much a grown man, an international operative (at this point) no less, can't handle a pair of girls in the hot tub. Yes, they're naked, but why is that always the male focal point? No matter, Kheshig leaves, in a bit of a hurry, and Cecelia re-centers her focus on Condor. 
	Feeling Condor's foot rising, Cecelia started to take 'playful/cheerful footsie-type thing' off the list, but didn't want to assume too much by taking 'unconscious movement' off the list just yet. The foot in question had gotten very far up her thigh, and Cecelia was starting to question Condor about her foot when it was removed, so Cecelia dropped the whole thought. Though, nothing has even been in that area when not cleaning it for maybe two or three years now. Shrugging off any sexual thoughts, Cecelia nodded in silent agreement with Condor's statement about it being enough for now. [color=F26EFB]"Yeah, too long in here and we'd be pruned for hours, and there's not much that could help us there."[/color]
	Not expecting the show Condor was giving her, Cecelia's eyes widened a little, with all the water glistening on her as Condor, more or less, showed off everything to her. As for the drink offer, Cecelia nodded as she herself exited the tub, grabbed her swimming equipment and headed back with Condor to their changing room, without bothering to put the swimsuit back on. [color=F26EFB]"I'll just go with you. I don't know what we have here, but if we have the ingredients, I plan to make a Flaming Dr. Pepper. Best mixed drink I've had. Mostly cause it tastes like Dr. Pepper and uses three liquors, so you can get drunk fast and not have it taste super bitter. I usually drink to get drunk, and when I do I usually get quiet and tired. Anyways, it's just kinda hard for me to hit a state of pure drunkenness, because of the psychology I unconsciously use on myself."[/color]
	Once in the changing room, Cecelia dried off as usual, tossing the towel into the pile of her clothes that need to be washed. Pulling out a sports bra and sweatpants, Cecelia dresses herself in such and looks over at Condor. [color=F26EFB]"So... In the hot tub... Was there any agenda to that foot...? Or conversation...? Cause I'm just now analysing it more in-depth, and it seems like there was a theme of underlying sexual connotations with your body language, foot, and word choices."[/color] Her lack of people skills and word choice never fail to make her seem clumsy and unsure of herself. She knew what she was wanting to say, but this time, realizing the possible sexual implications, she got flustered at the thought of someone wanting her in a sexual manner. Or any intimate manner for that matter. She's never found herself attractive, which is why she usually hides in the lab.