Lennon nods. "Good," she smirks a little. "I'd hate for you to get killed by the same guy that owes you money. Not to mention, he'd kill me too... eh, c'est la vie." She shrugs with a small smile, and casually walks off the rope, whistling. She goes to the ring and starts to dance with quite remarkable skill.

Carra moans softly and bases her hands by his head, pressing her body into his, deepening the kiss.

Zenith's breathing eventually evens out.