She arches an eyebrow in return, as he magics the furniture into reality effortlessly. She slides into the offered chair, just as effortlessly finding exactly the perfect position to sit to suggest everything. She meets his gaze, hungrily, before, in a breathy voice, saying, "I can do some<em>wonderful</em>things with my tongue." She holds her pose for a moment longer, before breaking into a grin and a soft, musical laugh. "Someone of your caliber, though... that can't be all you're interested in, can it? Not that I wouldn't mind being your fuck toy, to be used and abused any way you see fit, but, that, of course, would be a waste of my... talents." She shifts, slightly, to make sure to show off those 'talents', as she smiles, seductively. "No, I'm particularly good at distracting people, collecting information... not to mention, it's only been five years. Most of my contacts are still available, and would be glad to work for me again, after a little... reminder."