Once they group left the room (or in Grant's case, dragged out) Nadeline let out a huff of indigence. The nerve of them! She felt her blood getting boiled, though she didn't know what angered her more: the fact that they had been interrupted or that Grant had the mind to tell her off when he was apparently asking Savayna to strip for him. Seriously! After a few deep breaths, she hopped down from the counter, fixing her skirt and letting out a sigh. Wesley was right, it could have been worse. At least they didn't see any body parts, unlike when they all got a glace of Emiri's giant melons. She shook her head, returning to the task at hand. Luckily she had been throwing Grant's share of supplies, so she knew exactly how to put them back and how many were missing.

Oh, she did forget something. She turned back to Wesley, who had sadly put his coat back on. She lightly jumped on over to him, a small smile on her face and the slightest blush on her cheeks, her hands behind her back. "[b]I love you, too![/b]" She told him rather happily. She then wandered on back to the supplies.

Meanwhile, back in the lounge, Emiri lightly fanned Grant, though she could not suppress her giggling. Poor Grant. She figured he'd be up soon, anyway. "[b]Well, I think we should get ready, I'm sure we'll arrive soon.[/b]" She told Jaakuna and Savayna.