The man chuckled, at her comments, his guards shifting warily at her approach. He waved them down, and grinned lecherously. "Baron von Krantz, at your service," he said, dramatically. "But you, my dear, can call me Darius," he said, giving her a grin. He considered her teasing offer, and she could see the naked lust in his eyes - it was taking a good portion of his willpower not to strip her naked and have his way with her on the nearest table. "A personal favor, hmm?" he asked., scratching his chin. "A favor like that's going to require something, in turn..." he added, beckoning her a little closer. "But, you certainly look like you know your way around handling favors, hmm?" he asked. "Handle<em>my</em>favor, and I'll see about handling yours," he said, including a less-subtle gesture between his legs, to emphasize his point.