The little halfling giggles, and she further unlaces her tunic so that she can bare one of her shoulders. And bare she does... she pulls the fabric of her shirt all the way down to the side of her arm revealing plenty of skin, and a generous portion of cleavage.<br/><br/>"Alright, mister smooth-talker. You're getting a bit fresh... but it's only fair you get to make a match." She gives you an admonishing tap on the nose with one little finger, and taps her shoulder. "This won't show up too much, and the lacing will help keep up the cover. Of course, if you really don't think you can restrain yourself, then I can go ahead and lace back up right now..."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">It seems I've inadvertently set the theme up...</div></div>