Mari smiled as the other Netherbeing approached her. Leaning casually back in her chair, she smiled a fanged grin.<br/><br/>"This is my third year." She answered plainly, typing something on the keyboard to her right. "When I arrived, we had another girl working this thing. When they saw my affinity for it, she stepped down, and I took over. Been doing it since. Now, don't get me wrong." She smiled and gave a wave of her hand. "I still get my fair share of action. Especially by some of the other Nether-Touched that pass through. Something about familiar surroundings." She drew a line down his chest. "If you're interested, I can talk the Mistress into letting me give you your dry run." She smiled a little.