Intentions

Lex was, for once, genuinely surprised by something that happened inside the Inn. He had not sensed Velma's arrival at all. He was even more surprised when he realized that… he had sensed a spatial ripple.

"Did you just use teleportation? Since when can you teleport?" he asked, unable to hold himself back.

"Why, yes, I did. Many of the Inn workers have a mild space affinity, so Z has been holding lessons on and off. I listened to a few here and there, though I wasn't too interested. Until about a few seconds ago. My gut was telling me something important was going on, and I reacted. Next thing I knew, I stumbled upon Gerard here rekindling his youthful spirit."

The mature looking worker didn't blush, but he did scratch his head out of embarrassment.

"You have sharp instincts," Lex said, admiringly. "But do not make Gerard conscious. He's a hard working man, and he deserves to enjoy the attention of a lady if he so chooses."