Grishka smiled knowingly, a perverse curl to her lips as she eyed the halfling's body language. Oh, she wanted it, and she was more or less boldy stepping over her initial impressions of magical energies. Swinging her body about so that she was laying on her belly and looking over the side of the matress, she eyed Vilo with curiousity clouding her. "I don't have anything that could prevent Her influence," she began in a truly thoughtful, almost innocent tone. Quickly, she dropped into a low sensual purr, "though I'm quite certain I have much that could ravish your body into a numbing stupor more potent than a dwarf's special reserve."