She hadn’t really been expecting anyone to stop by lately. She definitely didn’t seek that kind of attention, no that was Froggy and Dratula’s territory to deal with.

Still, as she stood there idly, just in case someone did need her, Ena began to approach. The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the casino entrance where she stood, the faint smell of cigarette smoke lingering in the air from Ena's earlier investigation.

Ena wore a friendly smile as she neared, waving with the practiced ease of someone used to selling themselves, a salesperson through and through. Her colorful outfit stood out against the muted tones of the building behind her. “Ahh, you must be the one Froggy told me about! I’ve heard quite a bit about you. So much, in fact, that I’ve learned you’re a fellow entrepreneur, just like me.”

She extended a hand, her grin widening. “Let me shake your hand and collect your genius germs.”

At the bold request, she declined, feeling her cheeks warm slightly at the unusual request. But Ena simply tilted her head, unfazed, and smiled again, her eyes reflecting the light in an almost otherworldly way. “Hmm... well, if a handshake’s off the table, maybe there’s another way.” She paused, tapping her chin thoughtfully before her eyes lit up with a new idea.

“What about a kiss? After all, that’s the perfect way to get those genius germs, don’t you think?” Even as she asked her question she was already leaning in, the scent of her floral perfume becoming more noticeable, looking directly into her eyes as she waited for a response.