The thin white lips closed up again, and Carmen looks up almost seductively at the Royal Engineer. "There are a great many fine mares in the Lunar Phase here in the Rookery, and among their number, I am sure, several nubile candidates could be found whom your Lordship would find appetizing." Lifting an eyebrow, she leaned slightly on her crescent-moon staff. "Please, will you allow me to make up for our past failure by presenting several of them to you at your earliest convenience? Tonight, perhaps?"