The older woman demurely hides her smirk at Robin's pose behind perfectly manicured nails... but her look of mirth quickly turns to one of appreciation at Tzahala's offer. After all, even if Robin wasn't smirking like a fool, the older woman is quick enough to figure out that she had a hand in the Israeli's plan.<br/><br/>"My, that sounds... opulent." The older corner-girl is already settling in to her seat next to the runner on the couch... but she pushes herself right back to her feet with a weary grunt. Bubble baths may be a dime a dozen, but Tzahala can clearly read the curiosity in the older woman's eyes at the thought of bathing in chocolate. Not every day that you take a bath in an expensive food-stuff like that. "And a glass of wine does sound sweet, Girly. Why don't you show 'mama' where to go."<br/><br/>Both the prostitutes titter a bit at that, but it's more out of playfulness than anything else. They are masters of their craft, after all, and with Tzahala naked and gleaming before them, they can easily see the fruits of their efforts to coax her. So why wouldn't they?<br/><br/>"My daughter told me 'she'd think about' your other request, by the by. Of course, she'd have to meet you first."<br/><br/>