Khalida sighs dramatically. "What a bummer. And I was just about to tell you about that look you've been asking about so intensely, too...," she shrugs. "Oh well. Guess you'll never know." She smirks devilishly and leaves. 

Asa rests her head on his shoulder. "Hey, you want to go somewhere more private?"

Sorcha frowns. "Yes, there is. My mission is to blend in, and I made a noise that would have me spotted. Picked out."