Moira and Sharon had both turned beet red and laughed nervously as they tried to avoid any direct glances.<br/><br/>Lew feigned a dejected glance away as Viloet adjusted but pointedly looked her way once he was confident she wasn't paying full attention to where his eyes wandered. "It has its perks and its downsides, like any profession."<br/><br/>Though he may have bit off more than he could chew. With the halfling flaunting her abilities and considerable assets, it was becoming more difficult to concentrate and cramping the room in his pants. First the double cleavage combo, then mention of rope, a blurb about her handiwork and then? Binding the mini-sisters... "Alright you two, you heard the lady." He directed them with the spear. "Present yourselves for tying."<br/><br/>"Och, thes be degradin'" Moira grumbled as she approached Viloet.<br/><br/>"Mair or less than rippin' aff yer bloose fer a wee bit o' coin?" Sharon added with a grin and an elbow dig into her sister's side.<br/><br/>"Point. Bloody. Taken..."