[Oh. Oh yeah. Something is fucking going on and Lup is so going to get to the bottom of it.

While Elsa stumbles over her words, the naga is already slipping into the shop, moving the long length of her body inside so the front door can shut behind her.]

Nope. Nada. I don't need a thing except for you to sit your cute butt down and take a real breather for a sec. No offense, but you look like you're about to be sick. It's chill time now.