"I am. Interested." I what could be a lot of things, Essie was willing to admit. She wasn't shy to admit she had itches to scratch and while this wasn't her normal mode of going about things, she could be adaptable. Although, belatedly, she wondered if maybe she shouldn't. If she was going to stay here, she didn't want to establish the wrong reputation.

On the other hand, fuck it, right? She really didn't need to live her life to other's expectations.

Maybe she should consider going back to the hotel and actually getting some sleep.