As much as she wanted to look around her new home, her stomach had other ideas. It let out a loud rumble, causing Talia to blush.
"I suppose it has been a long day..." She laughed. "Now, clothes, where are my..?"
Looking around for her suitcases, she remembered that they were probably still sitting in the main atrium, or whatever it was called.
"I don't really want to turn up in these old things," She said, looking down at her old clothes. "Maybe there's a dress that isn't from the 1800s?"
Throwing open the wardrobe, she began flicking through dresses, letting out the occasion 'Ooo', or the more common 'That looks alright'.
Finally coming across something that looked like it was fairly recent in terms of fashion, Talia pulled it out of the wardrobe. It was a rather simple black dress. The only issue she had with it was how deep the neckline plunged. Her breasts weren't huge, so she wasn't in danger of showing off massive amounts of cleavage, but still...
"I suppose it can't be helped," She said, heading to the mirror. Taking off her t-shirt and revealing her pert breasts, Talia shivered. The lack of heating was a little concerning...
Taking off her jeans, she pulled the dress over her head. The material was soft against her skin, which she hadn't expected.
"I guess this'll do," Talia said, twirling. Pulling her black hair into a ponytail, she was about to leave the room when she realised that she hadn't changed shoes. Sighing, she looked back at the wardrobe and prepared to go diving for a pair of matching shoes.
After a couple of minutes, Talia left her room, now sporting a set of small black heels that complimented both her dress and hair. As she made her way down the corridor, she quickly realised that she had no idea where she was going. She could barely remember the way back to the main hall, let alone finding a whole new room.
"I could shout for Godfrey," She mused. "Or, I could explore. Yeah, let's do it!"
Taking a right, Talia wandered through the long corridors of her mansion until...