Mana had given up trying to resist.  It was impossible, the collar made her feel whatever Miki told it to.  She felt so<em>happy</em>at the chance to perform for others.  She nodded when Miki explained the sleeping arrangements for the staff.  "Yes, Lady Miki, I understand."  Miki would note that Mana seemed to be slightly drifting off in thought - Mana's head was filling with visions of her dancing for the guests.  Their praise, their applause, their attention...