[ Chloe stiffens a little at the sudden press of a hand on her back, but that's about all that gives her surprise away. One eyebrow quirks in wordless question as she turns to look at the man attached to the hand, her gaze raking over him—handsome face, bar over his head (empty), clearly up to something. Good or no good? It's hard to tell.
Does she want to play along and find out? She turns back around to find the NPC looking at her expectantly, and smiles disarmingly. ]
Yes, that's right.
[ One room for them, then! While the NPC checks them in... she shoots her new significant other a look of pure exaggerated adoration, reaching up to pat his bearded cheek with a sickly sweet smile. ]
otome (i just wanna flirt with obi-wan)
Does she want to play along and find out? She turns back around to find the NPC looking at her expectantly, and smiles disarmingly. ]
Yes, that's right.
[ One room for them, then! While the NPC checks them in... she shoots her new significant other a look of pure exaggerated adoration, reaching up to pat his bearded cheek with a sickly sweet smile. ]
Should we spring for a suite, darling?
[ What? She's not planning on paying for it. ]