"Oh. Was I supposed to make them last? I found it easy to influence people to buy them. A subtle touch here and there and voila, I had customers bringing customers. I think I will need to slow down a bit, though, when I go out again. I attracted some attention and had to deal with a couple of thugs that wanted to horn in. One is now distributing for me, but the others.......well, they are not."
She smiles as you take her to the dance floor. She seems perfectly content to ignore the percussion beat and dances slowly with you. Her hands on your hips brings back memories of her touch on your skin and the change in her breathing lets you think she is remembering that, too. She laughs when you mention Sian and her hounds. "You do understand that those Hell Hounds are not quite like others of their kind, right?"