It didn't take Ariadne long getting ready. She always found, when overly excited about something, she tended to rush. So dressed in her ever standard, layered look, scarf and jeans. Red jacket in tow. She found herself, making her way back to Arthurs room. A bright smile showing on her face.

"You know," She said, as she flopped down next to him. "I do think you have a thing for my ass?" She laughed, resting her chin into her hands, a teasing tone to her voice. "Actually. Wait that's me and yours. Never mind."

"Ready when you are though."