She wasn’t completely sure if this was a good or bad idea. Probably the latter. She was doing it anyway. Kaylia since she was off duty, had chosen to wear a tasteful but slightly slinky spaghetti strapped dress. Black. Also had in hand a dish tray, which of which had some semblance of food under the long rectangular dome. At lest she can cook so there was no worries of its quality, just if it was the wrong thing to have picked. Leaning an elbow and pushing the chime at Viktoyia’s quarters.

[GM feel free if she’s okay with it, to play some havoc as well]