The maid smirked as she listened to Amber's story, but she didn't speak right away. If anything, she was unusually quiet as she studied the dryad, clearly debating not just the truth of her claims, but the merit of her 'talents.'<br/><br/>"Oh, he's only just begun to be 'handled.' I figure giving every girl he's taken a cricket bat and a clear shot at his 'gun' will be a fair start, and then once they've had their turn I figure I'll let him off light and just dump his unconscious body into The River."<br/><br/>There was a sort of vicious  pleasure in the maid's chuckle as she wrote something in a big black ledger on her desk, and she waved a hand towards Ira.<br/><br/>"I'll put you in the attic for now, since you don't have a place to stay. A few more successful jobs and I might see about putting you up in an apartment somewhere in my own building, so we can really put you to use. Ira will show you the way..." With a flick of her fingers, the Maid dismissed her newest stripper / 'working girl,' and Ira stepped in to help her to her feet.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>As the door closed behind them, Ira gave Amber a pleased smirk.<br/><br/>"He woke up and still didn't know what had happened to him, you know. Asked what happened to the bunny girl just as Boss took a swing at him..."