Ocean squirmed as she thought that proposal over. It seemed so terribly naughty, and not at all like an Idol should be doing, but it might be permissable. She couldn't just commit herself to the course of action without knowing the details though, so she informed the nice gentlemen in her most innocent voice, "But Mr. Romero. I don't know any misfits who would bother a legitimate trading company. I might know some who wouldn't mind inconviencing some... less legitimate traders though." Running her hands over his shirt to make sure it was prim and proper as she batted her eyes at him and asked, "Is that going to work out for you?"