First the receptionist, now the waitress. Akira couldn't help but feel a bit stung at being rejected twice in a row.<br/><br/><strong>"Hey, the only thing I wanna do to your butt is make it feel good! No wait that didn't come out right!"</strong>He just barely reached out with a healing spell, flicking the tips of his fingers against the exposed skin, retreating his hand as soon as the spell healed.<br/><br/>The looks of the other maids mollified him somewhat, although he wasn't in the position to just walk up and talk at the moment. The living space lair was agreeable to his standards, although he would definitely need an upgrade if he hoped to host any orgies. He was about to raid the bar for any expensive wines (to drink just as much to tell for a pretty penny) before the cute moans of the caged bunny servant certainly caught his attention. Randomly grabbing an alcoholic beverage, he slid over to her waiting cage.<br/><br/><strong>"So is this one of the bossman's punishments, or is this business as usual?"</strong>He pretended to be about to pour her a drink, but his hand "accidentally" slipped to sprinkle it onto her belly and breasts.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh dang! Sorry about that, I can help clean that up for you if you have a napkin or...article of clothing I could borrow."</strong><br/><br/>Without waiting he took off his shirt to begin dabbing through the cages at the now-wet bunny.