"Hmm... with curves like those, I don't think a bit of a chill will get you sick, and my eyes aren't that great, so I would like a closer look, out here, with your hands raised." she said, responding quickly, waving her back out still "I'm in a hurry by the way, and you wouldn't want me to have to go find another lovely butt to stare at around here would you?  Like, say that ork downstairs?  Or the new arrival who'll be here in about seven minutes?  What would I *HAVE* to do with you if I had to go find another friend 'round here?"<br/><br/>The 'subtle' threat was pretty well understood...