Go closer to the mansion.

Vivianne walked towards the house. Although her most intimate parts were safely covered, she still felt extraordinarily exposed. Should anyone see her, a rumor is going to spread that she wears cutesy pink panties. People would laugh at her, and her gothic image would be lost forever; or at least until the end of her stay at the Haunted Mansion!

She stopped under the balcony. Where now, left or right? She had to decide quickly, as the cold was making her shiver and her nipples, hidden beneath the hat, were almost painfully hard now. "Left it is, then," she decided quickly and moved quickly to escape the chill.

The underdressed girl passed two shuttered windows and one too small for anyone to squeeze through, even someone of such a petite stature as Vivianne. Finally, she found a window! It was opened a crack and some pleasant odors of meals being prepared were coming out; even before Viv looked through the window she knew it was the hotel's kitchen.

And almost empty at that! There were just two young cooks, talking and walking about; but after a few seconds they headed to the hallway door, leaving the room unattended. "Should I go there?" she thought. Vivianne didn't see anything suitable to use as a cover, but she was pretty sure she could find something, such as tablecloth or a dish tower to cover herself. But is it worth the risk? The two cooks could come back at any time and see her, inadequately clothed and embarrassed!