The change in the mood that follower Mia's adjusting her moves was unmistakable, as both men's eyes were nearly glued to her. As she sunk low in the rather erotic and inviting position and looked back, she could see the same desire she knew from men she met since she came to town when she looked at her employer. The assassin too, seemed fascinated, even drawn in by her performance. Jaffar's eyes also gleamed with desire and longing, but not quite with the same possessive lust than those who just wanted to use her for their immediate pleasure. She couldn't quite place what she saw in the man, was he enticed as she tapped into her budding sexuality, or was there more to it?<br/><br/>"Wonderful!" the Scorpion said grinning, beckoning Mia to himself. "Now, keep that sexiness going and come here, climb in my lap, but don't stop dancing." It was obvious for Mia through his baggy pants that a bulge was growing underneath. Forcing himself to tear his gaze from her for a second he glanced at the goblet of wine in his hand. "Let's have you taste test my drink, and see how convincingly you can snatch me away from your competition. Or how convincingly you could distract a man with your presence."<br/><br/>The door to the room opened and a male servant stepped in, about to speak but respectfully waiting as Samir just raised a hand to signal he didn't want the monk's display interrupted, and that he'd acknowledge whatever message was sent when he was ready with the interview, and his enjoyment.