It wasn't difficult for Ianthe to feign the wounded shock of the innocent at his counterproposal, but, truly, she'd been expecting something like this. She'd had too much psychic exposure to Grey libidinousness generally, and this Grey's in particular, not to.<span style="color: mediumturquoise">"Um,"</span>she forced herself to stammer.<span style="color: mediumturquoise">"What... what about 300?"</span>She wanted to lean on Giantprick's expense allowance as lightly as possible; taking undue liberties with an employer's credits was a good way to get dead.<span style="color: mediumturquoise">"And... you can... put it in my mouth."</span>She blushed;<i>that</i>reaction was genuine enough. She'd learned the basics of seduction while with the Program, but wasn't so well-trained that she could ignore what she understood about "normal people" and look upon sex as a cold transaction.<span style="color: mediumturquoise">"Come pick me back up at Serendipity? I... assume you have someplace private, that we can go to."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>