Ivy emerged, finally dressed and ready to go. Hands moved to sit on the curves of her hips as she eyed Harley silently for a second. Then whatever she was thinking seemed to pass, and she made her way to the door.

"I'm sure it'll be great, Harley girl," the redhead answered, sounding as warm as possible.. in this case a slightly warm refrigerator. Then she looked at the blonde over her shoulder. As an afterthought, "How exactly did you find out about this place?"