"Oohh, the poor First One Lololowka needs Information from me??" Tadmavriel raised his eyebrows and made an innocent face as he got all relaxed into his 'throne'. He placed his elbow on the armrest and rested his cheek on his fist, staring at Lololowka with lazy look.

"Mm..." The elf was silent for a second, twirling a strand of his own hair around his finger. "I'll give you the information, but.." Tadmavriel jumped up from his seat.

"Hehe.." With a giggle, he walked over to the nearest large closet and abruptly opened the doors, exposing a whole array of various types of maid dresses.

"But first..." He looked over his shoulder. "..First you have to do something for me."