"And I've a Millicent," Orla said back, her voice smug. She didn't laugh at the woman's words, though she'd wanted to. "Funny how these things work out, isn't it?"
And then, leaning over just slightly, Orla kissed Millicent. One hand rested lightly on her cheek, tilting her face towards her own. Her other hand reach down, quickly undoing the tie on her short bathrobe. She didn't go to remove it completely, but it opened, revealing a small portion of pale skin which would only grow as things progressed.