Eliza rolled her eyes at the consort.  It hardly mattered to her what Consort Oksana thought.  "No promises, Oksana.  No promises."  She said with a teasing laugh, "I like to do things my own way, but I promise you that we will find this defector and get every bit of useful intel we can from him."  She said with a surety that did not match her youth.  "We can't pass on this opportunity, even if, god forbid we be<em>immodest</em>while doing so."<br/><br/>She glanced over at Nadira and her eyes brushed over her body as she was clearly evaluating her options.  "That's more like it."  She said with a raise of her eyebrow.  Eliza had never bedded Nadira, although she'd thought about it at times.  The woman reminded her too much of the Sisters she'd trained with back in finishing school.  The training had managed to suck a good deal of the fun out of seduction.<br/><br/>On the other hand, she was sure she had good body underneath her Sister's garments, and she certainly seemed game to show it off.  Eliza would jump at the opportunity.    She glanced at Martin, too.  She had never had sex with a mentat either, and was curious what it was like.  It didn't hurt that he was devastatingly handsome man.  Truly, this night would be full of opportunities.<br/><br/>"Another benefit is that Semuta will be on hand."  She said, referring to the spice tinged party drug that she had on hand.  "It's not quite a truth serum, but it will certainly help with<em>plying</em>who want to<em>ply.</em>"