[center][h2][color=ed1c24]Elena[/color] and [color=fff200]Perry[/color][/h2][/center]
[center]On a mission.[/center]

[color=fff200]"Elena, are you sure this is going to work?"[/color] Perry asked, once more a prisoner in his own body.
[color=ed1c24]"Relax, I know what I'm doing, sex appeal sells, and I've got plenty of it. Plust, a costume never hurt when serving alchohol to chumps."[/color] She replied, hoisting a large rock one handed over her head.
[color=fff200]"It's a delivery mission though."[/color]
[color=ed1c24]"Nah, you'll see. It'll all work out."[/color] She scoffed, waving him off.
The pair approached the establishment, a large grin on Elena's face as she quickly burst in.
[color=ed1c24]"Good afternoon sir!"[/color] she happily called from the door. She was dressed in a tiger print two piece dress, a pair of paws on her arms and cat ears on her head.
[color=ed1c24]"I am here Meow to make sure your ale, grog, beer, and in general alcohol gets to it's patrons! But if you have anya doubt that this pretty kitty's strength for carrying your barrels,"[/color] she flexed, her muscles expanding rapidly as she crushed the rock into dust, the dress' enchantment and her feline take over magic making the feat near effortless. [color=ed1c24]"how do nya like meow?"[/color]
She then posed seductively, blowing a kiss.
Perry could only groan at how embarrassing this must've looked to, well anyone that wasn't attracted to the red head.