For a moment Janica was something like shocked. She had seen many things, but the casual and open mention of their encounter right in front of all the guests was something new, even to her. She knew she should be furious, alas in her current state she found it amusing. So she reacted to the stares of all the guests with a polite and welcoming smile, before she retorted.<br/><br/>"Actually, I feel I still need one. You see," her gaze wandering over the other guests "Mylord in his ever vigilant generosity to care for the needs of his subjects was a little too eager in his helpfulness and by accident went into the wrong entrance, and while an interesting experience it was lacking in some regard ... and causing some discomfort to sit on anything but the softest of cushions."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>