Go left.

You and Kat head down the hallway to your left, browsing in the shop windows and glancing at the staircase.

"You're not thinking about going to the brothel, are ya?" she asks with a smirk.

"Maybe," you say. "I don't know yet. Why?"

"'Cuuuus I bet you need a condom first."

"Oh, shit," you say, smacking your forehead. "That's right...and magical STD's are the worst...."