[She laughs, tapping his nose with one silk-covered finger.]
Here? Now? I dunno. Seems a little inappropriate, maybe. What if we're caught?
[There's another laugh, because the idea of Latula actually caring whether or not some poor wayward soul stumbles upon the two of them while they're messing around is...well. But it brings up another point, and she looks around, pushing her shades up on her forehead, almost losing them in her mane of dark hair.]
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Here? Now? I dunno. Seems a little inappropriate, maybe. What if we're caught?
[There's another laugh, because the idea of Latula actually caring whether or not some poor wayward soul stumbles upon the two of them while they're messing around is...well. But it brings up another point, and she looks around, pushing her shades up on her forehead, almost losing them in her mane of dark hair.]
Where even are we?