Ithi'Ka can't walk like a lady.  She has a hard enough time not walking like a man... but her familiarity with dance and balance kicks in, and she simply imagines that she's walking a very thin ledge to his table, placing each foot dead center of the narrow way.  She gives him a set-mouthed, cursory inspection, then curls lips at the corners as if satisfied.  "I am looking for something truly different," she says in her best purr.  "I am... bored... with this country's stock.  I need variety, and I need it at the snap of my fingers," she says softly.  She is afraid of being too direct.  "My associate told me-- promised me, in fact-- that you have the perfect thing for me."  She tips her face, smiling slightly.  "He said you would know just the thing indeed.  What can you offer me?"