"I'll bet your jobs are better than mine." She chuckled, the sound of gravel in her voice clear, as she sipped her drink. "I arrived at my last job to find two fools wanting me to be their courtesan and not the bodyguard I was signed on for. Apparently they thought the genie blood in me meant I was some sort of meek servant." Her chuckle grew deeper as she grinned wickedly as she drank from her mug again.<br/><br/>"Eventually they will get free of the corset I tied them to the bedpost with. They thought I was something they could compel like a genie bound to a ring." Her grin thinned. "You should have seen them when I bent the fire poker into a hoop."