Lisa reached out to her bag to grab something, but her distraction was enough to let Mareth turn the tables on her.  She still had a tight grip on the rope she had grabbed, and pulled it out of the bag as Mareth pinned her.  "Oh, is that so?" she teased, grabbing Mareth's legs with her own and pulling her arms away before planting a quick kiss on the bard's lips.<br/><br/>((And I got a 23, reversal again!))