"Sounds fine to me. Just keep my chain handy in case I come running back with something chasing me, okay?" Alaedra nods, smiling and only half-joking. "And if it's the guards, you better be backing me up and telling them I'm your employee, right?"<br/><br/>Before Surtur is set, Alaedra takes a few minutes to apply some of the makeup she found and check her hair, make sure she is looking her best. Even though there's been no agreement, she has  to hope that if things go very well, there may be a bonus for her at the end, and in that light, she spritzes herself a little bit of that perfume as well.<br/><br/>Once Surtur is ready, Alaedra puts her all into a sexy display, somewhere between the exaggerated walk of a model and something a stripper would do. She pits a bit of extra bump on her already sexy walk, using the height and taughtness in her coltish legs granted by the heels to almost dangerous effect. Alaedra makes sure to make eye contact with...beings, male, female or even indeterminate, trying to sell the idea that they could look as good as Alaedra if they let Surtur dress them.<br/><br/>Alaedra takes her time climbing the stairs, letting those below get a look at her bottom as she pauses a couple times, turning the tease those in the street with sly looks. Up top, Alaedra does as she's been bid, walking along the balconies and walkways, stopping to strike a pose here and there, and always careful to avoid the balcony rail. She heads first one way down the street, then crosses back to the other, and finally returns to the shop with a wink and smile, hoping to hear good things about how she did from Surtur while she hops up onto her pedestal.