The gnome smiles cheekily and winks.<br/><br/>"For one, I doubt I c-ould mar that body, even if I tried." She giggles and traces a finger over your abdominal muscles. "And for two, give me one minute and I'll make doubly sure I get it r-ight."<br/><br/>She's not lying... a minute later, she's made and quaffed a small golden potion, into which she dropped a little dot of tattoo ink. You can see a faint glow in her eyes when she turns her attention back to you.<br/><br/>"Alright... I'll sterilize the needles. You want it in the back or the front?" She stops, cocks her head, and giggles a bit at that last part. Apparently she didn't think it all the way through before she said it...