Alyssandra<br/><br/>Alyssandra bristled a bit at the man’s laughter, but hides it quickly; at the moment business is more important than her pride.<br/>“Yes, you could chew it immediately upon waking, but the effects would take a short while, on the order of minutes, to reach full potency.  Food will speed the uptake of the drug,” the man had not stopped looking at the red vial since she’d brought it out.  “The best products start with the very best parts.  All of the ingredients I use are of the highest purity; many have been brought in specially from the East.  I’m sure a man such as you can appreciate such quality when he sees it,” she twitched the red vial casually, delighting in the way his eyes followed it.  She had been oh so perfectly right about this one.  It was time to finish this and get back to bed.  While her livelihood depended on these sorts of transactions, her legacy revolved around more important matters.<br/>“If that’s silver in that pouch it will cover the sleeping mixture and the love potions, which I can have ready for you by the end of the week.  This little treasure, however,” she leaned over the table, well aware of her current state of undress, sliding the exotic liquor to within the man’s reach “is a golden opportunity with a cork; as such I would need to see something of a similar hue to prompt my parting with it.”