Well, that escalated quickly...<br/><br/>"Okay, before I was mostly kidding around, now I'm not." she said, her eyes narrowing as she leaned forward slightly "I am not one of your paladins,<em>Commander</em>, and only one woman will ever be my Mistress; stow the barking and growling.  You asked for<em>my</em>help, came to<em>me</em>with a<em>job</em>, and as a professional companion my time is<em>valuable</em>, as is my<em>reputation</em>.  Hell, my<em>reputation</em>is why you<em>called me here today</em>, is it not?!"<br/><br/>She was leaning forward now, hands on the woman's desk, staring her right in the eyes.  Ylene didn't tolerate such insolence from any other client, she wasn't about to take it from this woman.<br/><br/>"Now the next words from you need to be <Draconic>'My apologies, but I can't do that.  I assure you, however, if you sign this you will not be disappointed by the job, or any benefits that may come from doing it.'</Draconic>, then I'll sign it with a smile and some witty flirty quip, and we'll continue this discussion like civil humanoids." she said, her tone measured, firm "Or is settling for<em>second best</em>worth three seconds of screaming?"