"You... tried. That is... what... counts." Alisa chuckled, looking back at her reflection once more. "I... like this... place."

After another moment, Alisa stood up and took Mary's hand. She started to walk back to the Pier. Despite having maybe five minutes left, she wanted to go back to her room. She did not want to stay out too long or make anyone angry.

"Back... to... room." She said with a giggle. "I... want to... be... good."