Show-off

You walk over to Evellyn's frozen form, slide your hands up her shirt, and unclasp her bra. She appears to have an aversion to straps on her bras, which makes it a whole lot easier for you to pull it out from under her clothes than it otherwise might have been.

You pocket the bra, grinning to yourself, and then walk over to the chair on the opposite side of the table. When you suddenly appear in the room, Evellyn snaps to attention. You weren't particularly careful, yet she doesn't immediately notice the missing bra, probably because of the sudden movement she made by herself when she jolted upright.

"So, did you find her?" She asks.

"It took me a while, but I did."

"Go on, don't leave me in suspense..."

"It wasn't her. It seemed a long shot anyway. Oh by the way, is this yours?" You reach in your pocket and dangle the bra in front of her. Evellyn's hands instinctively reach for her chest, grasping through the fabric to try and find the contours of her bra. You can see a mild tinge of blushing form around her cheeks when she realizes she can't find it.

"Goddess.." She breathes in annoyance, "don't you ever stop?"

You stuff the bra back in your pocket. "Afraid not, dear. It's why you hired me."

She glares at you, and folds her arms across her chest. She clears her throat, trying to move the conversation along. "So.. Ahem.. So what's the next lead? You said before there's a troupe of elves nearby?"

"Yeah, they're probably camping in the forests outside the city. Elves are stealthy, magical, and never particularly inclined to respect human boundaries or 'keep out' signs, so I figure they're worth a look as potential suspects.

"Well then, l think we should go look for them straight away, no time to lose."

She's being very direct, you're feeling somewhat ambushed, "'We', what do you mean 'we'?"

She leans forward, one arm leaning on the table, eyes gleaming with intent. "I'm coming with you this time. I'm not useless or a burden, I'm a trained soldier, I can be helpful!"

"Didn't I tell you I prefer to ply my tra-"

She cuts you off with a wave of her hand "-ply your hobby in peace, yes, yes, yes, I remember. You've involved me in it non-stop so I'm sure you can stomach having me as an observer for once, just suck it up."