"Yeah, most girls like their money, and sometimes their men.  Though seven years... quite impressive." she said, smiling as she shifted, her assets shifting with her a bit "I'm sure the 'fringe benefits' of working in a whorehouse are worth it too, lots of grateful women with such a big,<em>strong</em>man protecting them..."<br/><br/>She winked at him and ordered a water; liquor made sex worse, and she'd be payed more if she was a better lay.  At least, she could charge more then...<br/><br/>"Hmm... seven years though... tell me, what do you know about magical resources in the area?" she asked, sipping a bit more and carefully picking her words "I have a bit of an interest in studying it a bit, want to know about libraries, treasures, vendors of such things... you know, all sorts of things..."