Kateia looks over the magic making the brooms and mops dance around on their own. "So dis place pays good? i wud think ya could git a job in a rich man's home dey like novel things like yer mojo." She leans in to whisper her breasts press against the table, "Wut really goes on 'ere? " she subtlety indicates the two fornicating in the corner. "Is dat.... common place for dis town?"  Her expression isn't one of disgust one of interest perhaps though hard to read.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>