"Sure.  If you're into the-" Sveta took a big breath here and clasped her hands together.  "'-<em>please step on me, Cinder-sama</em>!  Dynamic."  Sveta blew out a breath.  "Seriously, you would not look out of place with a whip, absurd amounts of leather, and a Nazi hat.  A really big Nazi hat.  A really big Nazi hat with<em>swasitkas all over it.</em>"  Hopefully there was some clause in the contract that prevented employee-on-employee abuse.  Cinder did not sound like someone to be messing with.