Some time later the door to the VIP suite opened. "Apollo, a little birdie told me you were- whoa what's that?" Keyla asked as in confusion. Upon looking at the tentacle, her mouth started salivating uncontrollably. "Seriously, Apollo, what is that?"
"Keyla can you go get Sophia. Tell her its of upmost importance." I instruct calmly. " Sure... She is at the bar inquiring about your time alone. I could do with a drink, my mouth feels funny."
Keyla left the room, looking back hungrily at the tentacle still wrapped around me. No more than 30 seconds later, The door to the suite slid open and a worried Sophia entered the room.
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