Lena Arcturus wrote:Lena didn't raise an eyebrow at the voice, though she did find it wierd how touchy-feely the twi'leks were. Then again, so was Fey. She let out a sigh at the thought. She allowed herself to be guided for now.
"What is the obsession with comfortable dresses?" She continued stepping after them. "It's getting a tad obsessive." She smiled politely as she spoke. "Or is there some other incentive in play here?"
"Madame Vida only wishes for her guests to be comfortable tonight," the blue Twi'lek said. "If you don't want to change, then you don't have to," the green Twi'lek chimed in. "We're only here to make you feel welcome," they spoke in unison. Both of the women stepped in front of Lena and turned around. Vida had made her way back off into the crowds when they walked away and now it was only they three. "I think the Madame sensed your discomfort," said the blue skinned Twi'lek, "and she wanted to give you a chance to relax," finished the greened skinned Twi'lek.
"You don't have to go," said the first, "You don't have to go," repeated the second. They then both looked to the woman, catching her eyes and waited for the answer.