"Weapons?" it was obvious that Anya seemed a bit disappointed by such a response.  She continued to play with the ruffles on her dress a bit, standing above the elf and looking down at him as she spoke, "Is that the only "treasure" in here?  Weapons?  Or do you know of anything else more...exciting?" after a coy chuckle she readjusted her stance, still standing before him but she assumes a more relaxed position with her slender, long legs spread a part just ever so slightly and her hands behind her back.