Keyla and Willow grew closer to the vault door and perhaps because of her great inebriation, Willow asked. "Wait, there is no handle for you to open it? How do you get in?"
Keyla turned to her intoxicated friend and with a smile started walking up to her. Keyla proceeded to place her hands on Willows waist before she lifted her up and placed her onto a nearby box.
Willow giggled at the unexpected contact and did not even question how a 4ft11 skinny girl could lift her up so high with ease. "Now you stay here a moment and don't move while I get you the thing I promised you ok?"
Willow bit her lip again in anticipation. "Ok, but don't be to long." She said. "Don't worry, I won't even leave your eyeline." Keyla replied.
Keyla then walked over to the vault door and used her small frame to cover something important. Where they been a simple piece of the vault, a silver tentacle extended with a small organic cup on its tip.
