Walking beside Winston, "Actually why was an iron rod needed?" asked Velvet.

"What are you doing with her?' brought their attention onto Yang.

"He's walking me to my team's dorm," answered Velvet.

Staring at her, "Then shouldn't you hopping there quickly, bunny rabbit."

Twitching her ears, "Yes, I can Coco calling for me," sprinting past Yang, "Bye, Winston."

Staring at Yang with her arms crossed, Winston sighed then walked past her entering the dorm.

Chasing after him, "Winston!"

He kept going upstairs.

"Winston!"

Reaching the second floor, he started up the third floor.

"Winston!" stomping her right feet.

Stopping at the fifth step, "Yang, we'll talk when you're less jealous."

"Jealous!"

"Yes, like the bet between you and twins on how fast your jealous kicks in."

"You knew about that."

Shaking his head, he continued upstairs. Reaching the bottom step to the third floor, Yang's ears detected a dorm door closing. Opening the door, she saw an empty room. Focusing her eyes on the bathroom door, she found it locked.

Pounding on the door, "Winston! You're hiding in there!"

Kicking the door open, she found the bathroom empty.

"Aaaaaaa!" stomping out of the room.

Sitting up from Yang's bed, Winston figured he had some quiet time before Yang returned.

Aurora borealis effect marked an evening of Atlas. Curtains closed. Brandy sniffer filled with three river whisky. Dune Prophecy by Brian Eno filled the silence of an empty house. Sound of the doorbell indicating that giving the staff the evening off was badly timed.

Getting up with his brandy snifter still in his hand, Thersites Sisera headed towards the door. Opening the door, he stared at the shivering medium brown skin young woman. Water dripped from her light mint green hair.

Rubbing her arms, "Had a lover disagreement," letting those red puppy dog eyes work their magic, "and got left on the side of the road."

Staring at her olive-colored crop top holding her brown breasts, "Come in," he said keeping his eyes on those white shorts hanging her hips.

"My scroll's battery died," bringing his eyes onto her red eyes, "Sir, can I stay until my ride gets here."

"Sure," letting her in.

Leading her to the bathroom, he handed her a towel and a robe. Locking the door, she pulled her right pump off. Sliding the pump's heel counterclockwise, she shook it until her mini scroll landed in her left palm. Placing it on the sink, she removed her wet clothes draping them over the shower rack. Drying her body off allowed her scroll to reprogram the cameras. Slipping the robe onto her naked body, she exited the bathroom. Following the carpet towards parlor room, she found Sisera sitting on a sofa with his brandy sniffer second and third finger right hand. Sitting beside him, her nimble brown fingers grabbed his brandy sniffer. Sipping his brandy, she curled up to him draping her left brown left leg across Sisera's lap. Playing with the buttons of his shirt with the fingers of her left hand allowed her to drop some powder into the brandy sniffer. Placing the sniffer into his hand, she slipped onto his lap.

Slipping downwards, "I'm legal," unbuckling his pant.

Pulling down his waistband, her ears caught snoring.

Staring upwards at her unconscious host, "Not moment too soon," she mumbled standing up.

Heading back to the bathroom to retrieve her clothes, she unlocked the front door. Grabbing her clothes, she headed back towards parlor room. Sliding her shorts on, she removed the bathrobe.

Slipping on her crop top, her ears caught, "Great, I missed the show."

"Missing my acting with an old man, Merc."

"No, Em," staring at her back, "You being naked,"

Turning, she witnessed his reaction of her morphing into a little girl.

"Ruined your mood?" she asked with smile.

"That's creepy," slinging Sisera onto his shoulder, "Why not a little boy?"

Leading Mercury towards stairs, "Underage girls create better outrage then underage boys," opening the door to the master bedroom Mercury.