Drunkenly stumbling into a cave, you sing an off-key tune following the path of torches to a wide cavern inside. You bring the bottle of rum you got from the Barkeep, drinking more alcohol before you suddenly stumble over a rock, though your quickly caught.

"Now now, watch your step my dear, you could have injured that pretty face of yours." Chelsea purred from above you as she pulled you taut against her front from behind, encircling her arms around your waist and brushing her lips against your neck.