Hit back on Greta

Greta is bit annoying, but in a roundabout kind of way, she does help you cool your thoughts and let youself focus on the problem in a more calm manner. After deciding the next course to take the day after, you push the matter out of your mind. Chasing after the fugitive in the middle of the night can be dangerous, after all.

Since the place is not that busy anymore, you signal for Greta to come, and she basically skips to your table. "Yes?" she sang happily.

"After thinking through, I think you're right."

"Really?"

You gesture her to come closer. "You do look like you could use a night in a pair of big arms, and I'm happy to help," you whispers huskily.

Unused to getting the tables turned on her, Greta's face reddens and stammers, "the... what I mean...not..."

"A nice night will help calm me down, and you did offer to let me ride just now, didn't you?"

Greta gasps.

"You wanted me to ride you hard, right?"

The blushing girl couldn't say anything.

"Tell me where your room is, and freshen up a little. I'll visit you later and we can have fun until morning."