"Mmm...there you go...sleep well. We'll be<em>sure</em>to treat you right when you wake up..." Mareth crooned into the ear of the elf as she began passing out, then retracted from her. Looking for Lisa, she spoke softly. "Lisa, I have a favor to ask? Could you and Sylvia tease Ivy? But don't let her get off...just keep her on the edge for as long as you can keep her conscious. I'd like to go take care of work in town."