<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Arenthal</strong></span><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2014/335/5/7/avariel_by_jennyverse-d88ei85.jpg)</div>Selena happily snatched up one of the meat tarts and began munching right away. "Mmmm! Delicious!" She paused a moment to listen to the elf-boy's instruction and offer before eying him speculatively. "I'm not sure... Don't get me wrong! You're plenty cute enough, and I could see myself snuggling up to you for some nice relaxing loving after a hard day's work or in a hot bath on a cold and lazy day! But I'd like something a bit more... energetic about now. How are you at bending naughty winged elves over tables and mounting them while whispering wicked things in their ears and pawing at their tits?" Her eyes grew slightly unfocused and glazed as she spoke before she snapped herself out of it and refocused on him again. "Or if you're up for putting on a<em>real show</em>, and limber enough, we could do a highly erotic dance right here in the middle of the room that involves tumbles, dips, and handstands and the like that all end with me getting impaled on part of you?" She smiled at him perkily. "You<em>do</em>look delectable, and I'm<em>very</em>interested in sampling you, but I'm excited from my trip and actually<em>finding</em>this place, so I want something fierce and beautiful. Does that appeal to<em>you</em>? Or should I look you up when I'm in the mood for something gentler and more languid?"