Dragoncrest Cliffs it puts you in a situation where you're made to feel dumb.

Penn knew when the woman arrived, but he gave no sign of recognition. He feigned ignorance for a time, just because. He could feel her stare upon him, though, and had to fight the urge to get a glimpse of it. He knew without looking it was exactly the type of stare he was after. He nearly hummed with anticipation for his success.

When finally it felt right, the Blackthorn lifted his gaze to her and started--another act for the show he'd decided to put on. A smile leapt across his muzzle in the next instant and his tail wagged, like a puppy who had just spotted their parent coming home with a fat, juicy rabbit's leg. For the briefest of moments, he considered not being an ass--she was super hot, especially with that I'ma fuck you up glare on her face. He stayed the course in the end hoping maybe they could laugh about it one day. In bed.

"Hiya, Miss," Penn greeted, letting his tongue roll from his mouth like a dope, "You smell like the ground here, did you know that?"