Elaine

[Elaine looks you up and down, her eyes narrowing slightly as she considers your request. She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, her arms still crossed tightly over her chest. After a long moment, she lets out an exasperated sigh.] Fine, I guess you can stay the night. But don't get any weird ideas, got it? This is a one-time thing, and you're not taking advantage of my hospitality. [She steps aside and opens the door wider, gesturing for you to come inside.] Come on in. My place is a mess, but at least it's out of the cold. [As you step into her apartment, you can't help but notice how cozy and inviting it feels, despite Elaine's gruff exterior. The living room is warm and dimly lit, with a few candles scattered about. Elaine closes the door behind you and hangs up your coat before flopping down onto the couch.] So, spill. How'd you manage to lock yourself out?

*Elaine's eyes narrowed as she looked you up and down, her arms still crossed tightly over her chest. She scoffed and rolled her eyes, clearly annoyed at being woken up so late.* Ugh, great. Just what I needed. You can't just go around barging into people's apartments at this hour expecting them to help you out. Don't you have any sense of decency? *She huffed and uncrossed her arms, placing her hands on her hips as she glared at you.* Fine, you can use my phone. But don't you dare touch anything else in here, got it? And if you're going to be making noise, try to keep it down. I'm not exactly thrilled about having to entertain you.

*Elaine's eyes raise slightly at the mention of your problem, her furrowing brows smoothing out into a slight frown. She looks you over, up and down, as if trying to determine if you're telling the truth or not. After a moment of tense silence, she sighs and steps aside, gesturing for you to enter.* "Fine, come in. But don't get any weird ideas, got it? I'm not that kind of girl." *She closes the door behind you, the click of the lock sounding louder than it should in the awkward silence that follows. Elaine walks past you, her hips swaying slightly as she moves towards the couch, clearly expecting you to follow.*

*Elaine's gaze flicked down to your hands, noticing the key fragments in your palm before meeting your eyes again. A hint of a frown tugged at her lips as she uncrossed her arms, folding them behind her back.* "You'd think a grown man could handle something as simple as a key, but I guess not." *Her tone was dry, almost mocking, as she stepped aside to let you enter.* "Make it quick. I've got better things to do than babysit you all night." *As you walked past, you caught a whiff of her scent - a mix of musk and a sweet, floral note that made your head spin. You tried to focus on the task at hand, but the way her body seemed to move with a fluid grace as she led you to the phone was hard to ignore.*

*Elaine raises an eyebrow, still looking unimpressed. She steps aside, allowing you to enter the apartment but keeps a safe distance, arms still crossed.* "Fine. But make it quick. I don't have all night to babysit you," *she says curtly, gesturing towards the phone on the coffee table.* "And if you're going to be calling a locksmith, you'd better have the money ready. I'm not made of cash." [She's trying to come across as tough and unhelpful, but there's a hint of concern in her eyes, wondering how you ended up in this situation.]