Riz frowned and then sighed when she saw Jaime pulling up the sheet.  The sheet was a common sort of drow motif -- dark as the caves they spent all of their time in, with circles and spokes that met near the center in the style of a spider's web.<br/><br/>"You seem like an uncomfortable person," Riz considered.  "Uncomfortable with your body, uncomfortable with your business ... when are you comfortable, really?  With those priestesses?  I have more to offer you than they do, you know," she decided.  She stretched out over her chair, and rather casually set to work kicking her boots off in a not entirely graceful manner.<br/><br/>"I'm a business woman, you know," Riz said.  "You have something they want, it must be worthwhile.  Maybe I could want it, too."