Nope, she found it already

"Well," Diane looks around the room for a moment, biting her pouty lips. Then her eyes widens as she turns back around.

She bends down and pulls open the lowest drawer completely out. You take a step towards her, trying to see what she's doing over her shoulder. She lets out a little cry of triumph as she practically jumped into the hole and pulls out a small box. Then she realizes that you're still in the room with her and she pauses.

"So...what do you got there?" you ask.

She takes a deep breath, like she was considering trying to hide the box in her shirt and running out of the room. Instead, she places it between her knees and replaces the drawer before she stood up. With a sigh, she turns to you and shows you the box. Your eyebrows shoot up when you see the small black rectangular box in her hands with a picture of a suspiciously phallic object on it.

"It's by vibrator."

She's unable to meet your gaze as a blush burns across her cheeks. She giggles softly, smiling like it was the biggest joke in the world.