Snow kept sobbing but managed a large inhale. "H-He... left m-me... for a Blackie!" she exclaimed. "An... And... she did... n't...evun" she swallowed a bit, "have hair!"

"How awful," the man told her, pulling Snow closer.

Snow started crying on his shoulder, "It... it was... awful," she agreed, hugging the man and pressing closer to him, "I... think he... bought it from her..." she sobbed, pointing at the ring, "I want to... use it all!"

The man offered her some more. "There, there.." he told her. "Jthust forget 'bout tat boulder."

"Make me forget..." she said quietly as she moved in, "about that boulder and the girl... with a plant name."

The man put the paper down carefully before moving in. "I'll make you furget bout tem planet boulders," he promised her.

Snow sighed inwardly. She grinned as she suddenly kissed him... and kissed him... and kissed, not letting him slide back for air. She could hold her breath for a very long time. She intended to knock him out.

The man didn't seem to realize it until he was already starting to pass out. Snow's plan worked perfectly, and he was knocked out cold.

Snow kept kissing him for a moment longer before pulling back. "H-Hey!" she called out, patting his face. "W-Wake up!" When he did wake she staggered outside the room. Each time she stumbled into a wall or doorframe she placed a camera. "H-Help!" she shouted with a loud sob as she entered the main room, collapsing into a sobbing heap of half-on clothing in the middle of the floor. "I've... K-K-Killed him!" she shouted before hiding her face in the horror.

A few guys liked particularly concerned including the ones they had walked in with. One of them grabbed Snow's arm so she wouldn't get away. But when they found the 'dragon' passed out, they just shook their heads like they weren't surprised. "He's not dead," one of them cared to tell her.

Snow looked up at them through teary eyes, "R... Really?" she asked, still crying.

"Unfortunately," someone else piped in. Someone else hit that guy on the head. They started arguing in Chinese.

Snow blinked again before slowly smiling, "Thank... g-goodness!" she exclaimed before grabbing the legs of the guy who had told her, "T-Thank you!" she exclaimed, her body rubbing against his.

Frei had fallen asleep.

"... No problem," he told her.

Snow slowly stood before hugging the guy around the neck and placing a tiny listening device, "C-Can I get... a drink?" she asked, "Throat... dry." And suddenly she was giggling again, very loudly.

"Sure thing," he told her, bringing her over to the bar. Now there were a few more jealous glances.