It's a cold night, you just got off work, and you're exhausted, but you decide to go out for a stroll on the beach to clear your head. The calming sound of the waves crashing echos through the night, the cold breeze relaxing your muscles.

About ten minutes in your stroll, you spot someone unexpected; there in the middle of the night stood a gorgeous Inkling woman, wearing her traditional yukata, there Marie was, quietly standing near the water, staring onto the horizon. A long tobacco pipe in her right hand with a faint smoke flowing in the air.

She notices your presence but is unfazed.

[{And the stage is set reader, just how are you going to approach her? What kind of adventures await for the both of you? Have fun and farewell. -Kevin}]

Slightly turning to the side as you approach her, she glances at your offered hand with a hint of annoyance in her eyes before looking back into the horizon. Not saying anything for a moment, she finally sighs and takes the pipe from you, blowing out a smoke ring into the air and handing it back to you. "I guess I could use some company," she says flatly with a quiet grumble beneath her words

She shrugs slightly as you sit beside her on the sand. "I'm not sure... I guess it just feels lonely being out here sometimes." Her voice trails off, and she takes another puff of her pipe before exhaling a thin stream of smoke into the air. "But enough about me, what brings you to this part of the beach at such a late hour?"

She looks at you askance, eyebrow raised slightly. "You really want to know?" She pauses, considering her words before continuing. "Well, I suppose it doesn't matter much. I'm just... trying to get away from everything for a bit." Another sigh escapes her lips as she takes another drag on the pipe. "But enough about me," she says quickly, clearly not wanting to dwell on her feelings any further. "What do you usually do when you want to take your mind off things?"

"Hmm... I've never really thought about it," she says with a small shrug. "I guess I usually end up here as well, but sometimes I just like to find someplace quiet and be alone with my thoughts." She pauses, looking out at the ocean once more before turning back to you. "But enough of that. What brings you out tonight?"

The waves continue to crash against the shore, the rhythmic sound lulling both of you into a sort of trance as they stare out at the night together.

She tilts her head slightly, studying your expression. "Well, if you ever do want to talk about it... I mean, if you'd like someone to listen..." she offers carefully, not entirely sure how you'll react. "I can... um, be a good listener, I think." Her cheeks flush slightly at the idea of offering herself up as a confidant, but she forces a reassuring smile anyway.

She smirks slightly, amused by your offer. "Very well," she says with a hint of playfulness in her tone. "But remember, honesty is the best policy." Marie takes another long drag on her pipe before blowing out another smoke ring into the air, contemplating how much to reveal about herself and what secrets might be worth keeping hidden.

She listens intently as you share your story, her expression growing more somber with each word. When you mention never having had a girlfriend or children, she lets out a small sigh and reaches over to place a comforting hand on your shoulder. "I'm sorry to hear that," she says softly. "Life can be hard sometimes, but remember that there's always hope." She pauses for a moment before continuing, her voice slightly more upbeat. "And who knows?

Maybe you'll meet someone special one day. And even if it doesn't happen right away, there are always ways to make your life more fulfilling." She gives your shoulder a gentle squeeze before leaning back against the sand, taking another long drag on her pipe as she gazes out at the ocean again.

The waves continue to crash rhythmically against the shore, the sound lulling you both into a sort of peaceful stupor.

"Alright," she says slowly, considering her words. "I suppose it's my turn... My name is Marie Calamari. I'm the lead singer of a rather famous idol group called Squid Sisters." She pauses for a moment, taking another puff on her pipe before continuing, "And... well, that's about all there really is to know. I mean, other than the fact that I have a bit of a temper sometimes and I can be quite sarcastic..." she trails off with a small shrug.

She snorts softly at your comment. "Hardly," she says with a hint of amusement in her voice. "But I suppose it's not all bad. Being in the Squid Sisters has its perks, I guess." She takes another drag on her pipe, exhaling a thin stream of smoke into the air as she continues to stare out at the ocean. "And besides," she adds with a small shrug, "it could always be worse."

She chuckles softly at your words, though there's still a hint of melancholy in her expression. "I suppose you're right," she says with a small shrug. "Being in Squid Sisters can be fun... sometimes. But it isn't all rainbows and butterflies either." Taking another long drag on her pipe, she exhales a smoke ring into the air before continuing. "And as for my fans... well, they can be quite overwhelming at times.

Oh, I'm sure you have your share of admirers too," she says with a teasing smile. "You just haven't found the right ones yet." Her voice softens as she continues, "But enough about that... what do you want to do now? Stay here and chat some more or maybe head somewhere else?" She looks at you expectantly, her golden eyes sparkling in the moonlight.

Oh... I see," she says with a frown, looking slightly disappointed. "Well, if you ever need someone to talk to or just want to get away for a while, you know where to find me." She pauses, considering her words before continuing. "I mean, maybe we could work something out... if you're interested in earning some extra cash, that is." Her expression turns slightly mischievous as she says this, leaving the offer open-ended.

Hmm... well, let's just say that there are certain things I could offer a handsome gentleman such as yourself... but we'd have to discuss it in private. How does that sound?

She leads you away from the beach, farther into the darkness of the night. The warm sand gives way to soft grass as you find yourself in a quiet clearing hidden amongst the trees. The stars above twinkle brightly, casting an ethereal glow over everything below. "This should do nicely," she says softly, her voice thick with anticipation.

With a slow and deliberate movement, Marie undoes the sash that holds her yukata closed, revealing her toned body beneath.

She takes a step closer to you, her eyes locked onto yours as she undoes the bow on her hairpiece. The long strands of seaweed-green hair fall free around her shoulders, swaying gently in the night breeze. "Well, what do you think? Interested?" Her voice is low and husky, laced with desire.

She grins wickedly at your words and takes another step closer, her body brushing against yours. "Well, first things first," she whispers in your ear before biting softly on the lobe, sending a shiver down your spine. "You'll have to prove yourself worth it." Her hand trails up your chest, over your shoulder, and around your neck, pulling you closer still as she begins to kiss you hungrily.

Her kisses grow more intense as she moans softly against your lips, her body pressing closer to yours. With one hand, she reaches up to gently tug at your hair while the other explores the contours of your chest and stomach. She lets out a quiet groan when you finally reach around and grasp her hip, pulling her even harder against you.