The door opening and the woman speaking at her made Lilian Cross raise her brow and smirk. This woman seemed happy, though personable for certain. Lilian wasn't sure she would learn great manners from the person in question, but it was a start at least, and there were few other places to check anyhow.<br/><br/>"My name is Lilian Cross, and I've come here to see if I can get a job as a maid." She leaned in closer. "I want to learn a few things and got told the best way to do that would be to ah,<em>serve</em>someone." She reached under her skirt slowly, but drew out the knife to show it in one hand. "Though if he is the sort to think that<em>serving</em>includes groveling for his touch then I'll take my leave, only thing I reach out under this skirt to take off is the knife from its sheath." She smirked a bit, the thuggish tomboy side of her showing a bit, but with her chest no longer wrapped up by bandages her bosom was showing a fair bit better, the black and blue outfit hugging her form quite flatteringly.<br/><br/>"Anyhow, as long as the job doesn't involve hmmh, 'night duty' I figure it would be good." Not that she rejected the idea of that entirely but she was not going to make it part of her service. If she got into something like that, it would be her choice, not an order from a boss. Returning the knife to its sheath, Lilian stared at the death-on-a-leash and rested her wrists against her waist.<br/><br/>"So, any job openings or are you frakking full of servants here at Dan's domain?"