The scaly tendril arcs along your neck, and even into your collar slightly.
"Jaaack." Madeleine seductively whispers in your ear. "You didn't answer my question."
She's right, you didn't answer her question. What was that question again?
It must be the reason Atsuko is standing in front of you, her face cupped in her palm.
You are Jack Albator, gifted charmer, dashing lady-killer, and- Oh, that tail is starting to squeeze slightly.
"Heya Madeleine, aye dun think aye heard that question quite right?"
"Just wanted to know why you didn't come home to the shrine last night." You can almost feel her smile next to your ear, "Oh also-"
You feel a ticklish feeling, one which you didn't realize was there, leave your sideburns.
"-you had some brown fur in your hair."
You realize that you may be in serious trouble.
So did Atsuko; she's wandered off as to not witness the possibly-terrible end to Jack Albator.
"Madeleine, it's not what ye think."
"Oh, I bet it isn't, lover boy." Her voice is still in that sweetsy poison.
"Madeleine, it was-"
"I don't want to hear about that, don't kiss and tell-" She cuts you off.
You hear a very light whisper in your ear. It's far lower than the sound of the room.
"(I just want to know when it's gonna be my turn.)"
Huh, you suddenly have another tickling feeling.
"Madeleine-"
>"Want to go on a date today? Just you and aye."
>"Let's discuss this more tonight, when eyes aren't pryin'"
>"Let's find someplace private and discuss that."
>"Aye think today may be a bad day."
>"Aye should really consider restin' tonight."
>Other?