You reluctantly stop tickling her, figuring you've gotten her to snap out of her tickle attack. "There, I told you, I'm not at all ticklish. Now will you help me out, or do I need to get you some more?" you tell her, as she recovers from the tickling, catching her breath.
"Aah, I'd love to see how good of a tickler you are, you seem like you might be good enough to work here even..." Alicia says, as if making a hard decision. "But I'm not allowed to let myself be tickled while I'm working. I'm the receptionist, not ticklee number one! Now... you are a special case. I think you'll have to see Dr. Ticklov. She works on all kinds of experiments. Usually I think they're about making someone already ticklish even more sensitive, but I think she might have some ideas for you. She's on the second floor, the door with her name on it."
You thank Alicia for her help, and start heading up the stairs. Just as your about to leave the room, Alicia stops you. "If you want to play some more, I'm free tonight." Alicia whispers to you, low enough that you're sure no one else would hear. "I live in the dorms in the west wing, apartment 432. If you stay in the mansion, you're welcome to drop by!"
You blush and say you might, realizing you might have already made your first friend here. And, you think, it would probably be fun to tickle her some more later. You barely tickled her at all just then, and she's probably ticklish on more than her sides. And if you can actually become ticklish, those bird wings would probably be a great way to be tickled for one of the first times. You smile to yourself just thinking about it, and head up to the second floor.
Wandering down the hall, you see Dr. Ticklov's name on a sign at a large door to your left. On your right is another door labelled 'Assistant's Office." You know you should do straight to the good doctor, but part of you wants to take the detour and ask the assistant what the doctor is like first. What to do?