(OOC: *presents rump for spanking* How about this instead? :3)<br/><br/>So... Lord Lion eh?  How... interesting... he was short, even for a male, slim, especially for a House of Bells graduate.  She could probably throw him across a room with ease, or pin him to the ground (perhaps he was 'that' sort of man?)... and... this was her 'husband'?  Well, she had to admit, not being very masculine did make her feel a bit better about things, but still, she had to wonder...<br/><br/>Well, biting her tongue (metaphorically), she decided to embrace him... pulling his masked face right into her cleavage and holding him there briefly.<br/><br/>"Hmm... I give you the 'pleasure' of a visit from me because the mood hit me right." she said, before allowing him free from her ample bosom "I like the mask by the way, might I ask what it's made of?  And might I ask your 'reason' for attending this little party?"<br/><br/>Well, might as well check and see if this WAS the man she needed to meet... he was wearing a kilt after all, not pants like she'd heard...