Crawling closer to him, greedily taking the coins and stuffing them in the most secure place she had, right between her 'assets'. Leaning over closer, as if to present the man with some personal attention. Her whispers were barely enough to reach the Inquisitor's ear, but he could clearly read the greed in them. She might not have told him if he didn't offer the added cash.<br/><br/>"There are a few simple things there, mister. The stuff you are likely not interested in, hookers, private rooms, some of the more depraved stuff happens there. Though there's more, I've seen light coming from beyond the rooms I've been in. Its almost as if the walls know you're there, and there is a dreadful feeling in the air. I wouldn't be surprised if they were doing a great deal of illegal drugs and more there, the fumes sometimes drift along the floor. Though I haven't gone in there myself..."<br/><br/>Licking her lips again, waiting for her cash to arrive, she crawls even closer, pressing his body to her. "I might go with you, if you want me too." Obviously, if he paid her well enough.