Doki's cheeks turn brightly flushed. “Oh. OH.” She looks away. “Oh my god, I'm sorry.” She covers her blushing face. “I didn't realize—... Shit. So you're gay then?”
“Yup,” you laugh.
“God damn it...” Doki sighs. “Well, you're still pretty goddamn cute... Too bad you swing the other way.” Doki slumps against the elevator wall, disappointed. “Hrmf... well...” She pauses for a moment, considering her options, but eventually she declares, “Actually, screw it.” Doki perks up again, and taps the elevator door button. “You wanna join me for lunch?” A smile returns to her face as she deals the offer. “In fact, if you've got an appetite, I might be able to find you something more filling if you catch my drift...” A fiendish grin crosses Doki's lips. “I've got a plump lil' boytoy named Jeremy upstairs.” As the elevator begins to movie, Doki continues to explain. “He's not really into guys, but if you'd let me, I'd still stuff him down your throat and rub your belly afterwards~” Doki emits a giggle. “Or if you'd rather someone who is into boys... I could always feed you my brother...”
