“Oh? How do you mean?” She blushes bright red coming to a complete halt with only one button on the shirt left buttoned.
“I need some Poiulet tea leaves, and I think I left them in my bag,” he says turning around and sees the shirt unbuttoned and her face bright red, “I am, umm, going to go get them out of my bag,” he lowers his voice talking to himself, “I hope they are still in there,” he speaks up, “I am going to need you to take the shirt off and grab one of the towels off the table in the corner,” he says walking out of the door.
“Umm, Okay...” she suddenly feels a rush of nervous anxiety come over her. She takes the shirt off and lays it over the bench in front of the boudoir. Then she walks over to the table and takes one the towels and covers up. Zee takes two pieces of paper,
