The dwarf chuckled a bit at that, his thumb brushing the lip of the bottle as he swirled the bubbly around languidly. From the shit-eating grin on his face, he had everything he could possibly want in the world- and he made no moves to do anything but bask in his 'success' and squeeze the dryad girl's breasts with one calloused hand.<br/><br/>"So, my lovely- pretty little thing like you, you're probably lookin' to make bank in a place like this, aintcha?"<br/><br/>With a smirk, the man reached down and picked up one glass of champagne, pouring her a nice long draft before lifting the bottle to his own cracked lips.<br/><br/>"A toast, to yer new success..."