Olga may have blushed just ever so slightly at Glenda's mention of prostitutes and some-such.  It was not that she did not know such things existed, but she was unaccustomed to having them mentioned so cavalierly.  Not to mention how ironic it was that moments ago orcs had been the topic of conversation and--wouldn't you just know it--someone with clearly...orcish...features came strolling in.<br/><br/>"Oh...hello there," Olga said, regaining her composure.  "May the light of Sunne illumine you.  I am Olga, Her humble servant."  It seemed to Olga like everyone was prepared for a war except her.