The sultan chuckles. "Of course, of course... so, we say, a certain number of favors, to be specified at a later date, in exchange for a small potion of my collection? Mmm, I suppose that might be workable. We will, of course, arrange a more specific contract, later. While I believe a man should be good for his word, it helps to have something... enforceable, if one has a... poor memory. You understand, yes?" He claps his hands together. "Now, let's make our way to the harem, and you can tell me what you like."<br/><br/>Unless he has more to discuss, the sultan leads the way to the harem, a good walk from where they are, now. He leads the way into the lush main room, about half the size of his main hall, with several hallways branching off of it, leading to both private quarters and larger, shared bedrooms. A few women are already sitting there, chatting amongst themselves. "Ladies, spread the word. We have a guest here, who's interested in meeting all of you."