She shakes the woman's hand happily, already liking what she sees... this would be a fun night.<br/><br/>"Well, Symone, if you don't mind a cock like yours on a woman like me, I think you should follow me." she said, then as an afterthought decided to reach out and cup the woman's package with her free hand "Hm... I like... that troll knows how to not disappoint... I have to take care of a bullet hole in my shoulder first before we get started, but let me tell you I'm looking forward to unwrapping my<em>present</em>."<br/><br/>A quick squeeze of her crotch, and a giggle on the elated 'Runner, and then took hold of the woman's large hand, guiding her forth to the elevator that would take them up, all the way up, to her lovely penthouse apartment.  Once there, Symone was asked to follow her, into her bathroom, with a brief stop for Tzahala to strip off her armor and store her arms, and her new monstrosity of a cannon too.  That left her in tight boxer-briefs and little else, save the bloodied bullet wound in her shoulder.<br/><br/>"Hey, you wouldn't mind helping me patch this thing up would you while we discuss the proceedings?" she asked, stepping into the bathroom, crossing her metal legs "Just offering is all; easier than patching your own self up.  Anyway, what are your... specialties, if I may ask?"