Miri looks at the spellcaster, narrowing her eyes suspiciously.  "Oh... good."  She hesitates a moment or two, before continuing.  "Did she do well?  Did she win?"<br/><br/>Standing up, she smooths out the front of her dress with both her hands.  After one more baleful glare at the surrounding thugs, she takes a few moments to stretch.  First, she bends over one leg, reaching down towards her toes, then the other side, limbering out her limbs.  Finally, she stretches her arms behind her back, arching her back, her generous breasts pressing forwards as she stretches her arms and shoulders.<br/><br/>Finally ready, she turns to smirk at the watching thugs.  "Well, I'd ask for you to wish me luck, but I don't think you will, and I don't really care.  Gentlemen."  With a light inclination of her head, she turns, walking down the corridor, the cautiousness of her step giving the lie to her casual tone.