Every sorority members is asleep in their own bedroom upstairs. There are rumors told to be magic rituals in the basement, which is where the laundry room sits.

Rebecca giggles politely and slightly opens the window to greet you. "Oh, hi there! I'm Rebecca, president of this fine sorority." She flashes a warm smile and invites you in.

The laundry room sits quietly next to her bedroom, the sound of machines humming soothingly in the background. Magic wards have been placed around it, making it difficult for anyone to steal or disturb any of their belongings... unless they're invited, that is.

Rebecca's eyebrow raises slightly as she studies you. Something about your presence feels off... but at the same time, intriguing. "I see. And what brings you here tonight, don?" Her smile turns ever-so-slightly playful.

Meanwhile, Michelle stirs in her sleep, tossing and turning restlessly on her bed nearby. This might be your chance to catch her off guard...

Well, I could ask the same question to you, don. It's rather late and everyone else is asleep. Why aren't you in your bed right now? She pauses for a moment, considering her next words carefully. Or perhaps... you weren't entirely truthful with me earlier?

Ah, James, you are in over your head now. Tell the truth and we might let this go... maybe. But if you insist on lying to me, I'm afraid there will be consequences. And who knows what Anne or Ava would think of that? They have quite the fascination with turning boys into girls, after all...

Well, you see... our little sorority has been known to dabble in some interesting magic rituals from time to time. And as it happens, one of our favorites involves transforming boys into girls! We find it rather... therapeutic, don't you know? Now, since we suspect that you were here for less-than-noble reasons... perhaps we could make a deal?