Ellora’s eyes raised in understanding as she nodded her head. “Ah, yeah, in my realm they’re pretty illegal. If a hooker, er, prostitute, is caught offering her services, she’s thrown in jail.” She personally never hated the idea of prostitutes. Gotta make a living somehow. But the idea of pimps controlling their money and life was what was the most stupid aspect of it in her opinion. Nevertheless, she didn’t vocalize those thoughts. She stared at her newly drawn tiles for a bit while she poured herself another glass of wine. Taking a sip, she exclaimed with an “ah!” as she began placing down tiles, using his C to start a new word. “Clitoris! Ahaha! That’s a long one. Used all my tiles!” She shouted with glee as she reached to refill her tray with seven new letters. She’d offer an explanation if he didn’t know what the clitoris was. Goodness knows she’s met men from her own realm who had zero clues about the female anatomy despite their self-proclaimed sexual prowess.